This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

As fuck like its been sniffing all kinds of crack i got punchlines european

You already know you're dead

How you feel in your head

And who woulda thought or knew? out of the fish in the sea,

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Subtweets lower than sub-bass blasting submarines,

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

More money that mean less sleep

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Don't remember her name but she used to fuck john stamos

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Shes got blue eyes you can ''sea'' trough,

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Who won't refer twilight, knows it's shitty, poor