This is a song about "Tiger woods on the course"

Then leave her dead body in the woods

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I put these poems all in these songs

Not drugs but the coin of course

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

There was never a fork on each other's course but it always felt there was on his head

Walk of with whatever i have including the phalanges of course

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

I ain't slowin' down, i'm goin' 'round the obstacle course,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

I got something you've been waiting for

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Constantly changing the course so i'm crashing my collection