This is a song about "Fish barbecue"

That shit was ludicrous/ her pussy smelt like tuna-fish

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Watch me fuck all these bitches

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

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

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

I'm sitting hating this bullshitting fish fillet

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

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

You are a little tuna fish

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches