This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

But she's a good cook and supporter

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

I got gills bitch im a sea fish

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

You're gonna sink in the river, with no liver

Setting the stone in the river current and having dreams of futures he never foresaw

Truth is, my shit don't get publicized, when in reality, i already shit on yaw

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

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

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

I’m at the bridge, boutta jump off right into the sea,

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy