This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Haven't it already bare in the common thief

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

It's common i fill my body with toxins you claim i darken

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

We live paycheck to paycheck, and plus i'm a common dude who,

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Your thought provokes a a common cold