This is a song about "Jacob bream"

All this paper i fold

Spiritual, fool's gold

I teach 'em a lesson like common core,

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Kushed up and my eye red

Holla out my set

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Ill say pussy red instead

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

He fights for a common ground to raise minimum wage

We will hack and cough till we choke

To soho, baby milo so dope

You face made blind children cry

Three j's took me this high

Only seen family a few like gold

I mean of course just the same old