This is a song about "Frog hunting"

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

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

My wrist is all red from the cutter

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

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

Just for cash, they hunting

They wouldn't be nothing

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Never have i missed while hunting a twisted list

You cant but i can hip-hop like a frog

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Cause im the underdog a prince turned into a frog

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

You can hear it in my lyrics

Magic stick hunting magic tricks.