This is a song about "Shadow in the woods"

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

High: that's why they call us planes

It ain't with me you're fighting with but my verbal skill's shadow,

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

My lady friends never really be into the life

Where you belong with your family

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

I'm scared of my own shadow

That's why they can't mess up my flow

In the shadow he is learking and jerking when

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil:

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal