This is a song about "Weston woods"

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

Epic, they used to feed me detours

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

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

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

She don't really care about anyone advice

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

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

Zoning my 6 -rillo legendaries forever

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Then leave her dead body in the woods

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

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