This is a song about "Jacob bream"

I want to fight the music on this one

But your the only fish that's after the sea-men/

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

When common dropped resurrection hip hop exploded

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Ovaries and booties what do they all got in common?

On a fuckin submarine, you're below sea level

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

We can't catch the beat

Even though it stays bleak,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Who look down on the common people and spit in they faces,

This time undefeated by the sea.

Like hoes down in magic city

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak