This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

Wake up every morning taken from my dreams feeling bleak, strength is weak

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

But like the diamonds and gold

I mean of course just the same old

Spiritual, fool's gold

With a rope, hung up by their necks, they choke,

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Throw it in the river where she sunk

8 in the morning when that street clock bust