This is a song about "Shitting in the woods"

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

I'm everesant, nobody do it better

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

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Breaking ribs, shitting top hits just in case you missed

Knocked out in the lunch in

We gone keep going

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

In the woods outside on the dirt

Making a movie, spike work