This is a song about "Fish"

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

Gotta be something for me write this

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

With some lesbians that don't know english

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

I'm sitting hating this bullshitting fish fillet

But more importantly taught me to pray

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

If it smell like fish, then we can play hooky.

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

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

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

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Knowing you can no longer party

They say theres plenty fish in the sea