This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Was thrown in a river by morons and nearly drowned

You could say i'm friends with fred

Musical shots at your head,

My all gold rolly or the

Droppin dime gold digga

I hear it in my head

These jordan 4′s: check

Ain't finna peak yet

Get twisted in ya head

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

If you flow like a river, then my raps are a sea/

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Loving you is clouding my head