This is a song about "Jacob bream"

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

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

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

As fuck like its been sniffing all kinds of crack i got punchlines european

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Blossoms in my radius, common

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

You're gonna sink in the river, with no liver

And pray to be an asian and stand proud, but til then i'm shook

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

You're a drag queen with european genes