This is a song about "Hunter johnson"

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

So now she picks up the gun

My god isnt dwayne johnson

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

I stop and stare at the younger

Generate lines hunter? fuck that!

I don't want it on my back

A dope rapper i'm a hunter in this place, a wonder in my case

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips