This is a song about "Fish tactics"

With my militia poetry tactics

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

You a lady boss, now you fly free

The fish was kinda smelly

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

As often, i do this

They got more tactics tricks up sleeves diversions

So i guess that's where i hide my things

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches