This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Black clouds circle my weary head

Musical shots at your head,

And please never disrespect my set

I flow so deep you in a river, now you peddling/

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

How you feel in your head

That's boa, see that's my set

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

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

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her