This is a song about "Tigger woods"

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Then leave her dead body in the woods

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

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

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

Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever

But still i hear rustles in the woods and i think it's the police emerging,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

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

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