This is a song about "Fish eye"

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

You see now that nigga lonely

All along i've been casting for a better fish

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

The vertex and the third eye

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

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

You are a little tuna fish

And i don't rely on no bitches

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail