This is a song about "Hunter s hill"

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Thats why u behind u still the right on the hill...

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

I'm a king of that hill,i'm keeping it real

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

These things take your life down hill faster than the autobahn

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Im the main one falling down the hill

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby