This is a song about "Jacob bream"

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea

I mean turn up the bass

Why probe our ass

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Still hurts though lettin go with the bass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

High heel wearer, hell of a body

This time undefeated by the sea.

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Can barely walk the city streets

You're a drag queen with european genes

And she throws up whatever she eats

You're a drag queen with european genes