This is a song about "Golfing like tiger woods"

Like i was charlie sheen, i got tiger blood, that shit causes me to be mean,

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Blackberry and t phone

Like sierra leone.

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

In the woods outside on the dirt

And if i want to go outside

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

I like to use the word like love.

And i ain't never plan to be famous

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

Have you ever felt like, you finally got life

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,