This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Grow it in my red house

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Skies are black, clouds are red

My god come before this bread

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

In the limelight being red hot

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Throw it in the river where she sunk

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Titanic sinks across the river styx

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

I put some cash in ya pocket

You and your bitch rock it,