This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Get twisted in ya head

Code red, which means you go red

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

I respect that you don't know yet

Im going to get some head

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

You're a drag queen with european genes

Kick back and know yo son set

And now there in my head.

But like the diamonds and gold

Is a space that now you hold

Why not me the same thing

Finding that silver lining