This is a song about "The woods"

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Then leave her dead body in the woods

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

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

High as shit, i’m in a booth

From the gutter to the roof

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Thinkin of the the dreams

All we need is convienient love

Where the fuck the chorus

The bigger the the fun

But girl you got me open