This is a song about "Jacob bream"

How you feel in your head

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Wake up every morning taken from my dreams feeling bleak, strength is weak

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

I hear it in my head

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

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

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Another victim dissin the towel head/

My god come before this bread

Black clouds circle my weary head