This is a song about "Deer horns"

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

You're fucking scared now. like a deer in a headlights

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Thought i hit a deer i heard the bump and got shook

Sorry dear/deer never gave a fuck so you better run

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

It's automatic i win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

My mind is void of sense but yet i'm still sharp as horns

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns

Satan's horns, thunder pounds, pieces of an angel's face,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave