This is a song about "Shitting in the woods"

So when ya see me nigga

In the foreground while i'm in the

Knocked out in the lunch in

And picture me rollin

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

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

She graduated top of the class

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

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

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Explicit is how i spit it shitting on em like a pidgeon

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

I'm everesant, nobody do it better