This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Been running around trying find a job

You choke, can't blame you i'm so dope

Who look down on the common people and spit in they faces,

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

They had a hell of a run

So flee this beef children,

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

With a rope, hung up by their necks, they choke,

Spent a long time coming up this road

I'll challenge ya, battle ya, single you out like a bachelor

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

You must admit if you try this you will choke,

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

But we can kick it sometime, we actually have alot in common

America will find a way to eliminate the problem