This is a song about "Jacob bream"

And think alone in my head

My god come before this bread

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

And im sure, that flew over your head/

Holla out my set

Bitch i am in your head.

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

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Im going to get some head

Nobody ain't own us yet

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

And think alone in my head

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red