This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Go grab your #diapers.. you'll just make a sea

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,

I caught a can of lipton in the sea,

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Even though it stays bleak,

Swear i will murk any beat