This is a song about "Hunters an gatherers"

Felling an enemy

Fuck that now trying get the money

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

I write rhymes an you know that i don’t need an excuse,

Anorexics an apatite

Couple grand when i rock the night

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Just an alert of an amber

Its an imagination

She all on my skin

You can't handle my river, this an ending of an era

On my way home i punched a bitch for an umbrella

An immoral immortal

Ok just listen up a little