This is a song about "Jasmine woods"

In the woods outside on the dirt

Too focused, one word

Nity? all i have now is to live in the woods and cook squirrel's carcasses,

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Then leave her dead body in the woods

But still i hear rustles in the woods and i think it's the police emerging,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

I know your man ain't lovin you right

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

In the woods, i began to slaughter those weaker than me.