This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Givin back the sand til we center rock

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Tonight, i ain't here to party, i came to rock (rock)

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Feelin like a fish out of water: dead salmon,

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Once they reach rock bottom

I'm a son of a gun

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

Still listen to big

Brush by the bleak brick by brick