This is a song about "Jacob bream"

We them boys that glow without gold

But for long time i had gone cold

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

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

I can taste the salt from my tears

I used my common sense

A smell something fishy its nicola sturgeon urging debates

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,