This is a song about "Fire fish"

Im liable to spit cold fire

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Do not bite this or you'll be labeled a fish

Bring the battering ram where you live

I'm a magician so please focus

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Your on fire.. your on fire

With some lesbians that don't know english

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

I ain't talkative neither

'cause i'm spittin' hot fire,

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail