This is a song about "Weston woods"

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

In the woods outside on the dirt

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

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

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

For now everything just seem so right

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

Epic, they used to feed me detours

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

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