This is a song about "Woodlands resort"

And probably i'll resort to doin' shit for cash like breaking bad,

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

I'm crazy as a ouija board, at a vacated beach resort,

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

And if they resort to mix-tapes, my feats'll beat 'em per cassette

Who resort to wearing some little sweater jackets

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

So your last resort is to eat off other niggas plates/

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

For the last resort, don't show the tour, i know what i'm here for

From vespucci beach, then i might resort to felony

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

All black, khaki jumper, actin' a donkey

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/