This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

It's common i fill my body with toxins you claim i darken

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

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Ketchup like a condiment, my common sense says

But where i'm from

A single so common

You're smart but lack any common sense.

Monday through monday we be cashing checks