This is a song about "Fish"

You are a little tuna fish

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

All along i've been casting for a better fish

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

I'm sitting hating this bullshitting fish fillet

For when niggas don’t see their seeds till they see the judges

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

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Damn, they wanna label me a menace