This is a song about "Hunter jones"

Gave yo girl a cash shower getting money every hour ill skin you to yo bones

I fucked my whore than stabbed her in the heart, like im an indian from indiana jones,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

Generate lines hunter? fuck that!

In the house, holla back

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

And if you're the 'king of the jungle', i'm the monarch hunter from hell,

Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

Obviously detective with it, got em jones in like barnaby

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always