This is a song about "Lesbian hunters"

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

My talent should take me places i've never been

Niggas actin' so tough, swear they lesbian,

Cold world no blanket son

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

Look at her hair accuse her of bein a lesbian, she says hell naw i just like the hair style,

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

"oh man! lesbian lyrics? that's so played out

Stay in your lane getting roaches, yeilding to hunters, "saying lemme poach this."

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches