This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Play this shit while you contemplate

We’re walking past the head on a silver plate

Turn money into diamonds and gold

I say that the pool is closed

Ay yo you wonder who i are

The rhymes flow out of me like a river

You're a drag queen with european genes

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

Is a space that now you hold

I got a watch wit all gold,

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Cause i'm crappin out better shit than you while sittin on the fuckin john