This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Money runs like a golden river

Myself as a prominent figure

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Subtweets lower than sub-bass blasting submarines,

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

I got bigger problems baby

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Somebody tell justin beiber that i'm fuckin' coming

I flow so deep you in a river, now you peddling/

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Disoriented, like an asian when you spin em.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Leg into place so i can dip into her inner river, i slither, in a finger,