This is a song about "Moani houghton"

I got the hood behind me

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Though this wasn't magic or happiness like harry potter

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Im in the hunt for whores

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Let's put it on cruise control

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Other wise you'll get left in a lake of blood