This is a song about "Fish taco"

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

That shit was ludicrous/ her pussy smelt like tuna-fish

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

If you try to give it to me at the door

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

But c-can't look up in that mirror

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Aight santana man...let's do this

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Third ward general, young cash money

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Who real bitches check me out though

I looked at her taco

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice