This is a song about "Hunter smith"

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

But it was africa the continent we all came from

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

So keep fronting till my peeps come

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.