This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Go grab your #diapers.. you'll just make a sea

We came.. way too far pretty baby

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

And my kick game beyond crazy

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Can't deal with me on a silver platter

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

When you drink the bathwater from the polluted sea

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea