This is a song about "Frog hunting"

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I say okay, i stand up right away, because i do not break a rule

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

You cant but i can hip-hop like a frog

Fuck that job been around that block

Why not me the same thing

Just for cash, they hunting

Magic stick hunting magic tricks.

The jiggas and the tips

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

So when the dealers came hunting i had no place to hide

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight