This is a song about "Jacob bream"

You're a drag queen with european genes

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

My all gold rolly or the

You made me wanna

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Your heart was false just like the words you said

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Emerging from the sea

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready