This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Don't fuck around and make it true

When you choke its cuz i choke you

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

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

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

See your meek, weak and your future is bleak cuz im lebron james and i am bringing the heat.

Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Redan road, that’s my street

Even though it stays bleak,

No choke holds from me though,

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/

You're a drag queen with european genes

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets