Big Trophy Wook Huntin'

I was trekkin' through the festival, just past the hula hoops When a wild-eyed wook appeared with his fire-spinning troops His patchwork pants had stories, dreadlocks reachin' to his knees This twelve point buck had run outta luck, as he soon would see His herd flocked around him, crystals hangin' from their ears With their eyes on the horizon, chasin' vibes instead of deer [Verse] I first spotted him at Tipper, I followed him to Griz I found a vape all wrapped in tape and I knew that it was his His herd was high on DMT, this was my only chance But before I could blink or stop to think, this wook asked me to dance [Fiddle solo] [Chorus] Big Trophy Wook Huntin' I'll bag and tag across the land, as far as the eye can see Big Trophy Wook Huntin' Ain't no wook gettin' away from me [Banjo solo] [Verse] He pulled me to the dance floor Took a pinch of of ecstasy Looked me in the eye, and I won't lie This wook looked right through me He asked me if I meditate Then whirled me like a top, Said "we just want peace and no police", then braced for the bass drop [Acoustic guitar solo] [Instrumental] [Verse] I usually get 'em taxidermied But I couldn't bag this beast I didn't plan but fate would have it This wook was catch and release I'm a professional at wook huntin' And you know I ain't a snob, But I just gotta say what I learned today 9/11 was an inside job