This is a song about "Shannon woods"

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

Dc cabs got my pops alright

I can smell it when i go outside

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

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,

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Then leave her dead body in the woods

Epic, they used to feed me detours

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)