This is a song about "Hunt down"

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

I'm always sunny, wild card bitch, in the hunt

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

On the hunt for gold within the soul so fuck a necklace

Shots fired, get your head down

They just go around

Talk shit hunt you like a shark

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Times like this i remember the hunt

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Money wild i'm on the hunt

Timmy got his bike stole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul