This is a song about "Lake woods"

The concept is so absurd

In the woods outside on the dirt

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Here's a blanket sleep with the fishes in the lake.

Then leave her dead body in the woods

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

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

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

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

They threw a rock in the lake, but it hasnt started rippling

You flow like a lake im more like a tidal wave

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race