This is a song about "Shitting in the woods"

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

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

In the woods, i began to slaughter those weaker than me.

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Then leave her dead body in the woods

Epic, they used to feed me detours

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record