This is a song about "Crab boar hunter"

They said man just quit this crab

The pioneer of the coke rap

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Generate lines hunter? fuck that!

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

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

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

Left the cuts asshole torn with the tusk of a boar

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass