This is a song about "Tiger woods"

Epic, they used to feed me detours

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

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

And if i want to go outside

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

If you wish to wake the tiger, at least give him his fangs

In the woods outside on the dirt

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

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,