This is a song about "Jacob bream"

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

The ear worms in my head,

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

That scary love, never get married love

I'm goin hard and i ain't playin like sega genus,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

I stay cold like common, blowin' with the wind

The rhythm gets into your head.

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

I mean turn up the bass

Why probe our ass

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

That's why i make my raps deep like the whole fucking atlantic ocean!