This is a song about "Ashley archer"

And if you're the 'king of the jungle', i'm the monarch hunter from hell,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

By a brotha who was hopeless

The fact that it's all bogus

Just the fact of being there

They tryin to say that i don't care

The fact that i stay alive

I just might change your life

So imma call ya, fag cause in fact

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

I slice the track in two, like my words are a ninja sword

I like the way they dribble up and down the court