This is a song about "Fish"

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

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

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

Go! you free to go about your business

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

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

Be the king, that was part of my dream

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam