This is a song about "Fish shit"

All along i've been casting for a better fish

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

But your the only fish that's after the sea-men/

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

(ball so hard) that shit cray, ain’t it jay? what she order, fish filet?

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

There's other fish in the sea but see i ain't a sailor

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

They say theres plenty fish in the sea