This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Now your wrists are covered in red

Give us this day, our daily bread

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I look down in the river, no sound in that wet mirror

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

Kick back and know yo son set

Ill say pussy red instead