This is a song about "Fish"

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

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

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

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss