This is a song about "Jacob bream"

If he does my soul to keep

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

One day a bed

Get twisted in ya head

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

Fetching my dick almost as quick as they cook and they clean dishes

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I’m at the bridge, boutta jump off right into the sea,