This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

Half belizian, half from the phillipines

You're a drag queen with european genes

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

I got two whole tears in a bucket

If you flow like a river, then my raps are a sea/

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

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

Before a nigga signed i had a healthier liver

It's full of gold medals,

And these are my damaged petals

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Is a space that now you hold

My all gold rolly or the

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga