This is a song about "Jack woods"

In the woods outside on the dirt

Rappers please step forward

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Then leave her dead body in the woods

It's all good, finna dog that

"im not saying jack shit"

This ain't no haunting in the woods, were is slender

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

The reality is i don't know jack