This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

And all you get was a hater telling you you won't be seeing them soon,

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Going for the gold, not the copper or the silver/

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Yeah im rocken gold/ nikka u rocked silver/ ull never get thant shit/ kuz yo life is bitter/