This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Givin back the sand til we center rock

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Wanna see you work your body

Show them im the king of the sea.

Im going to get some head

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

I pimp slap every single one of my asian hoes,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Before she fuck with ya head

That's boa, see that's my set

Rock a nigga out his socks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Shit this bass-ackwards hit list fills itself still no eye witness

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea