This is a song about "Fish"

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

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

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

The fish was kinda smelly

They say nothings ever free

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

I'm sitting hating this bullshitting fish fillet

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

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