This is a song about "Jacob bream"

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

The rhymes flow out of me like a river

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Don't remember her name but she used to fuck john stamos

Phoma is having dinner, while the killer's awaiting by the river

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Titanic sinks across the river styx

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

And please never disrespect my set

And think alone in my head

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Wake up every morning taken from my dreams feeling bleak, strength is weak