This is a song about "Jacob bream"

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I can't ever change without you

And pissing red, white, and blue

My all gold rolly or the

Droppin dime gold digga

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

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

Skies are black, clouds are red

Probably die getting some head

If you flow like a river, then my raps are a sea/

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

Wanna spend it all on you

Covered the room in splattered red,

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed