This is a song about "Jacob bream"

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

But like the diamonds and gold

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Blood stainin black and white tops

And mine somewhere bout mars

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

I arrive and burst into the room and im first till i meet my tomb

That's what rains for

I like silver better!..

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Disappointment in my head

Give us this day, our daily bread

I respect that you don't know yet

I hear it in my head