This is a song about "Ti hunt"

Huh, a metaphor of course

Im in the hunt for whores

Let's get back to killing whores, i hunt them like boars with a sword

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Survived? i'll hunt till ya bite the dirt and final words of your life's uttered

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

I'm not really what i #seem in #vision #who's #the #en-ti-ty

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Ah ti, like from tha imagination this was quick way

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

See me be ge be, dj g he into ti-ti, holla' then i'm

Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne i sip mine

What a perfect night to hunt down someone downtown

But i apologize for not walking you around