This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Go grab your #diapers.. you'll just make a sea

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

Blossoms in my radius, common

Cold, my style making my nose run

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

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

Im trying to see her in bed

Dead they chose money over your head"