This is a song about "Hunters an gatherers"

Just an alert of an amber

Yeah, right, get over here faster

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Sipping gin an you cringe on an oxy binge

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

And then along came the wrong man for her

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

Fifth wheel on the back just hang