This is a song about "Hunting"

Bitch this shit is for every fuckin' kid who never played it cool,

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

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

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

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

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Bearing the knowledge that, our brothers in africa are hunting resource

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

Just for cash, they hunting

Go pop some pills or something