This is a song about "Fish nazi"

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

A rebel and a cop, savior and a nazi when it comes to rap/

Randomblackdude and larry fish my idols

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

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

Oh its over whole time she knows this

Niggas talk with limited service

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

Fuckin nazi, this crowd ain't your type

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light