This is a song about "Jacob bream"

And on the banks of this river

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Givin back the sand til we center rock

Ill say pussy red instead

Holla out my set

Kick back and know yo son set

Found dead covered in red

Rock a nigga out his socks

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Watch your body turn indian red,

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,