This is a song about "Fish"

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

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

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

You are a little tuna fish

Crazy talking and foolish

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

But it was africa the continent we all came from

I got gills bitch im a sea fish

I hope we both do learn from this

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

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

I'm sitting hating this bullshitting fish fillet

If i can leave this place, and just get away