This is a song about "Woods"

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

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

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

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

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

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

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

In the woods outside on the dirt

Gotta work - slight work

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Then leave her dead body in the woods

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines