This is a song about "Prey"

His prey stays vulnerable and he leaps

And she throws up whatever she eats

I may not know any of them but still i prey,

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

They're the prey, that's why we take the offensive

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Do you want me to prey for you to be okay?

And i got 'em every day, every day

Praise those who pray but i prey on the sinners,

Pa skillin we on a roll like thick strippers

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Yea i feel like a beast that's been unleashed to feast on the weaker prey,

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Cause lately iv been going by jose n stocking on my prey

In fact i snack on my prey, half of the game is still back in shacks,

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats