This is a song about "Justin woods"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

Dont wanna be the next justin beiber, tmz all over.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Y'all know justin, his flow on control,

De la soul is from the soul

You try because justin, you lack what makes a man inside/

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,