This is a song about "Jack hunt school"

Times like this i remember the hunt

That happen to act like a black president

You're right about that, darren, our hunt for love.

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Let's put it on cruise control

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

The reality is i don't know jack

I'm about to snap

We kung-fu that jack black/

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Im in the hunt for whores

We on a world tour, wale your man

Ill hunt them down with motherfucking rounds (bang)