This is a song about "Fish that can flyt"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The fish was kinda smelly

But can you get that through,

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

You ain't working hard as this

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Yea that medicine and that tin can?

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Randomblackdude and larry fish my idols

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish