This is a song about "Fish"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

You are a little tuna fish

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

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

My minds gone evil. you changed with the season

And i was one of the fish in this tiny small island

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

Do not bite this or you'll be labeled a fish

People don't condone what they've never seen

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

You ain’t never been higher than this

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail