This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

Who look down on the common people and spit in they faces,

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

A killer man cunning n straight can't figure me i'm pain giver sipping seas like river

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

That shit was ludicrous/ her pussy smelt like tuna-fish

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

As fuck like its been sniffing all kinds of crack i got punchlines european

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Shes got blue eyes you can ''sea'' trough,

A single so common

I need to free them