This is a song about "Hook"

With scents of fish, i'll hook you wit my damn hooks, bitch,

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Hangs it by the hook in the wall, looking in awe,

Tryin' do right by you got me here

Ghosts in the hook so damn real

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Waiting to be read, you got me off of my hook,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Sentence killer equivalent to a hook dealer

Ghost in the hook so real

And still a nigga made it here