This is a song about "Jacob bream"

I'm goin hard and i ain't playin like sega genus,

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

I'm on deck i'm up next

I used my common sense

Some just wait for me to choke

Since i was left with no hope

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.

Bucket heads and goonies in common sight

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

You find yourself thinking more about the children

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

On the bible you can run

All the innocent little children