This is a song about "Jacob bream"

You're a drag queen with european genes

Can barely walk the city streets

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

You can't handle my river, this an ending of an era

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Who dreamed to rock stages

Is there any love

Face white as frank white, y'all ready to die yet?

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

White kid from suburbia

Tequila hit me like a nina