This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Your beauty was as resourceful as a river

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano

She can only live for the moment

Throw it in the river where she sunk

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky