This is a song about "Hunting"

So when the dealers came hunting i had no place to hide

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Never have i missed while hunting a twisted list

Because you are retarded and you know i will win this dual.

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

I said pay me it’s nothing

Just for cash, they hunting

The odds of you beating me is like hunting seagulls on safari/

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree