This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Throw em in the river outdoors

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

I represent the desperation of the poor

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

Going for the gold, not the copper or the silver/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

After the dog is done his feast take him down to the river

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

We got money to go get baby

You're a drag queen with european genes

Can barely walk the city streets

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

People label me as soft, emotional and poor