This is a song about "Fish fry"

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I fry niggas come at me than you might get yours

Niggas talk with limited service

You are a little tuna fish

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

Hook me up to a chair and watch as my brains fry,

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

All along i've been casting for a better fish

Sweet, okay makes sense

Or a sunday fry x4

Let me cash you out , here hold this

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

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