This is a song about "Jacob bream"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

And she throws up whatever she eats

You're a drag queen with european genes

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

You're a drag queen with european genes

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

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

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

You're a drag queen with european genes

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Bite the #steely, #damn, like walt becker or donald fagen,