This is a song about "Fish"

Damn a #fisher-#man, he's an ill-#manner #fish

And wonder how we ever came to this

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

Some old bitch that we did before

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

That's the way, you can move it baby

You are a little tuna fish

Hoping that nobody don't notice

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,