This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

I just wanna be higher than that

Visions bleak, no sympathy cause they're sinnin' villains sittin' rich in their buildings

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Subtweets lower than sub-bass blasting submarines,

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too weak

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Shit this bass-ackwards hit list fills itself still no eye witness

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak