This is a song about "Jacob bream"

You face made blind children cry

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

With a rope, hung up by their necks, they choke,

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one