This is a song about "Jacob bream"

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Now i'm spewing venom to the masses, outcome's bleak,

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

It's cool cause the radio don't do much

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

Churches searching for the pockets of the poor

But i'm done teachin' niggas though it's school

That's why i make my raps deep like the whole fucking atlantic ocean!

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

When you drink the bathwater from the polluted sea

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