This is a song about "Professor hunt"

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

What a perfect night to hunt down someone downtown

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Money wild i'm on the hunt

And more than confident

You're right about that, darren, our hunt for love.

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Clever like an elderly professor/in a university lecture

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

On the hunt for gold within the soul so fuck a necklace

Ill hunt them down with motherfucking rounds (bang)

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