This is a song about "Hunter wignall"

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

I said i'm hurting her

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

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

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

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

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Generate lines hunter? fuck that!

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

A million nasty things went through my mind