This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Just start floatin in the sea

You a lady boss, now you fly free

The rhymes flow out of me like a river

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

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

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Your being pushed into the dead sea

It ain't hard to make money

Titanic sinks across the river styx

So here i am at the store for some chips

Nobody here is famous, we just got a common interest.

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Now you might think im common

Flyer than the rest of them