This is a song about "Fish"

How i think about you every day

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Damn a #fisher-#man, he's an ill-#manner #fish

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

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

That shit was ludicrous/ her pussy smelt like tuna-fish

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

All along i've been casting for a better fish

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

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

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit