This is a song about "Deer hunting"

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

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

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

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

I only got four minutes

Magic stick hunting magic tricks.

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Because you are retarded and you know i will win this dual.

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Never have i missed while hunting a twisted list

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

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