This is a song about "Fish eye"

You are a little tuna fish

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

All along i've been casting for a better fish

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

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

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

The fish was kinda smelly

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

So i slipped my pickle in her eye