This is a song about "Fish"

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

I call them hoes josh smith

You are a little tuna fish

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

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

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son