This is a song about "Fish"

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

As often, i do this

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

It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss

It's a battlejust for tha big money

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

And i was one of the fish in this tiny small island

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

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

Do not bite this or you'll be labeled a fish

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live