This is a song about "Jacob bream"

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

And think alone in my head

This time undefeated by the sea.

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

How you feel in your head

Give us this day, our daily bread

And now that i’m getting money

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

You haters put up your guards

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

Crack some jokes, and break the silence of sea,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been