This is a song about "Fish scale"

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

The cia just gives the poor drugs to sell, weigh the scale,

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

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

I am olubowale, the answer to this

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

My knees are shaking, with my height they don't scale

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Fuck you up the butt with such a force that it broke the richter scale,

Turn into bitch ass niggasi'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail