This is a song about "Fish breath"

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

I don't fear death

When static taste my breath

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

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Dc has never seen such progress

That make it hard to breath

Spending her time with him i guess

His attachment, flawed till his last breath/