This is a song about "Hunter s hill"

"contemplate", i wrote about her

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

Including fox hill and 27th street

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Bad, just like an 80's car

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.

Girls fast how jamaicans run

.......man whats a hill to a mountain,

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time