This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Phoma is having dinner, while the killer's awaiting by the river

I'm open to everything if you're inviting your sister

She just let me beat and you an acapella kind fella

You can't handle my river, this an ending of an era

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

Hold yo breath so you don't choke,

I'm caged up in state prison

As i christen your children

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

Decided to spurt some mayhem, might", murder yo' wife 'n' children.

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

All the innocent little children

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

There's children dying and i am crying

This guy's a choke artist

And you know my drift