This is a song about "Deer hunting"

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

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

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

A straight road with loops but its enough to screw you fool 'cause my flow is too cool/

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Just for cash, they hunting

In my mom's stomach, came out like a deer

I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

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

Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year

Then disappear like a deer, who got #hit #by #the #rear.

Get out my way fore i shoot you like a deer.

Had, like, the mixtape of the year

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

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen