This is a song about "Frog hunting"

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

From a light-skinned girl to a dark-skinned brother

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

You cant but i can hip-hop like a frog

Magic stick hunting magic tricks.

All green nigga pick six

Tryin to find ya boy big patrick and turn ya prince to a frog.

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Just for cash, they hunting

Let my angel sing

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

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

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