This is a song about "Jacob bream"

But for long time i had gone cold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I be on my dark liquor

Money runs like a golden river

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Phoma is having dinner, while the killer's awaiting by the river

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Bite the #steely, #damn, like walt becker or donald fagen,

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

Cut your body in 9 parts and throw you in the fraser river.

The rhymes flow out of me like a river

When i’m looking in the mirror

Yeah im rocken gold/ nikka u rocked silver/ ull never get thant shit/ kuz yo life is bitter/

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger