This is a song about "Matt woods"

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

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

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

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

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

Then leave her dead body in the woods

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I'll kiss you just a little, i promise it's forever

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

Epic, they used to feed me detours

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life