This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Guess they all needed better fodder, it tastes nice, but it's bony.

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/

A smell something fishy its nicola sturgeon urging debates

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel