This is a song about "Treasure hunt"

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

Cause the whoever is the oppressor gets the treasure.

It's her eyes and smile that looks like sacred treasure

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I hunt more vicious than a starving cougar

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Timmy got his bike stole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Ill hunt them down with motherfucking rounds (bang)

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

A treasure barely retrieved,

Indubitably i'm too street