This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Crack some jokes, and break the silence of sea,

Bought a brand new car for my after party

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

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

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Dropping tracks as much as skrillex drops the bass

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Subtweets lower than sub-bass blasting submarines,