This is a song about "Jacob bream"

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

Then dipped into the sea, back, for next thing menu-ed up

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Decided to spurt some mayhem, might", murder yo' wife 'n' children.

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

Your brains just caves in, when, im busting out like unborn children,

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

Asian girl or spanish fuck it either

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Asian but i never passed arithmetic

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig