This is a song about "Jacob bream"

We have nothing in common, poodle

That’s only if they handle

I stay cold like common, blowin' with the wind

Relationships should never rewind

But here's the kicker, i'm living on the river

But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Take your time when you’re with me baby

I find it common people misuse suspense

Yeah months in every night she's in tears