This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Titanic sinks across the river styx

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Blood stainin black and white tops

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

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

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Throw em in the river outdoors

Black fours red drop head doors