This is a song about "Mark hunt"

I hunt more vicious than a starving cougar

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

It's apart of her goal

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

Although thought that we would grow

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

All you need is a little spark to make your mark

Ill hunt them down with motherfucking rounds (bang)

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Million, maybe, question mark that

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul