This is a song about "Fishing in the 1900s"

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

He's in the books he's in the cites

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

My conscious only knew whats half tight

My plans laid just right, fishing in the moonlight

Waiting on a fishing line for this dream,

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

No wonder why when times get hard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

To you, ill take you out fishing an leave the sharks with something to chew, no rescue,