This is a song about "Fish"

How i do itthinkin' i'm new to this

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

The emergency room, gettin stitches

You are a little tuna fish

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

All along i've been casting for a better fish

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

You see now that nigga lonely

They start feeling like a fish, that's out of water,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her