This is a song about "Dontes a fish"

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

All along i've been casting for a better fish

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

And i can't help but notice

You are a little tuna fish

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Of the vhs especially during sex baby