This is a song about "Sheds"

Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next