This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Lemonhead end up dead

Before she fuck with ya head

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

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

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Admire your style and your physique

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

Signin titties at the rock shows

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes