This is a song about "Bird hunting"

At the bank of braavos is where i'm hunting funding

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

Never have i missed while hunting a twisted list

I make it look easy like a bird humming

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Just for cash, they hunting

I said pay me it’s nothing

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Bearing the knowledge that, our brothers in africa are hunting resource

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips