This is a song about "Fish barbecue"

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Barbecue meals laughing having a blasttill you met a roommate it was our doomsday

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

And i was one of the fish in this tiny small island

I'll easily barbecue your reply and kangaroo-kick your confidence,

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

You are a little tuna fish

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

How can i convey this