This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Emerging from the sea

They say nothings ever free

And now that i’m getting money

Show them im the king of the sea.

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

You'll be like osama bin laden, dropped in the sea

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

You'll be like osama bin laden, dropped in the sea

Please correct me, stretch marks

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)