This is a song about "Kobe woods"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Then leave her dead body in the woods

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Ballin like i'm kobe,

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

So whos yo neighbor? well i know it ain't kobe/

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

Must be a lady in tha light

And you love being kobe when you make the lay up

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck