This is a song about "Fish barbecue"

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Then some lady named billie holiday

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

But your the only fish that's after the sea-men/

I take hunan i take sezchuan chefs barbecue it's nothin

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

I love a barbecue with my homies, you trip i'll let it slide,

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her