This is a song about "Fish fingers"

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

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

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Multiple middle fingers in the air

A life where we don't need no welfare

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Damn a #fisher-#man, he's an ill-#manner #fish

Watch them get they monica on all day

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

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

All along i've been casting for a better fish

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish