This is a song about "Bow hunting"

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

Give an applause, take my bow

Are you comingto the point that your running

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

You ask me who i'm stroking now

I could hear the crowd and take a bow,

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Bow down to ruler, bow down to your queen

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

Being fly was priority to the lowest

Never have i missed while hunting a twisted list

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

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

But i'm that bro whos raps are strog like a bow

Optimistic this isnt bad its different now