This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Im going to get some head

Rich white and black white-washed men/

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

I'll challenge ya, battle ya, single you out like a bachelor

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Wake up every morning taken from my dreams feeling bleak, strength is weak