This is a song about "Iceberg lettuce spinach tomato"

By the water, au revoir to my audience

This rap is sick shit im an iceberg im sinkin ships

Frigid when ripping through rhythms like lettuce to a rabbits teeth

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Yeah you know i got that work

Hit you with this iceberg

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped

Slash your throat into tomato sauce, you'll pay the cost,

Stackin that lettuce since way way back when

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

I'm bulking it up, just like pop eye with spinach

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Always asking to eat her spinach dip, then after, we eat her ribs,