This is a song about "Poon hunters"

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

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

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

I was bred to get it in...your poon