This is a song about "Fish"

He been waiting for his connection to come

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

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Night i need that she comin here right away

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

The only time i flirt with her

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

I got bigger problems baby

They say theres plenty fish in the sea