This is a song about "Jacob bream"

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

As fuck like its been sniffing all kinds of crack i got punchlines european

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Money runs like a golden river

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

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Hit her and quit her, then i threw her in the river

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

I really fought like moses, going to adjust the sea