This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Of fault and sins cause we lack common sense

I can taste the salt from my tears

This is like love, that you can never get

Brain compulsions, fucking with my head

Bitch i am in your head.

Cutting me this worthless check

Rich white and black white-washed men/

9 times outta ten

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I find it common people misuse suspense

Like sally mae on college debt

She don’t give her nigga head

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Ketchup like a condiment, my common sense says

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less