This is a song about "Jacob bream"

She don’t give her nigga head

Give us this day, our daily bread

Im going to get some head

Finding more light to shed

Basically blood leaked from her head

So if i do call it's just a check

For the outlawz, here we come

Now you might think im common

Sicken feeling running thought my head

Woo-hah, got you all in check

And “smack a hoe”, this is common, oppressive,

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

You're a drag queen with european genes