This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Translation cause my life is too sweet

I'm gettin discouraged with her

But she's a good cook and supporter

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

She got that good good

She even said she can cook!

Wittier than any nigga, sicker then a wino kidney liver

I look down in the river, no sound in that wet mirror

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Small, but you talkin' big

Brush by the bleak brick by brick