This is a song about "Fish tacos"

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

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Live from the lamont's rose

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

And that i spent the night with her

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

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