This is a song about "Jacob bream"

The rhythm gets into your head.

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

I hear it in my head

Holla out my set

Raised as an asian so it only makes sense that i aim for the top

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

And “smack a hoe”, this is common, oppressive,

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Leg into place so i can dip into her inner river, i slither, in a finger,

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

'caution when you engage with the common folk

The ear worms in my head,

I respect that you don't know yet

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

But here's the kicker, i'm living on the river