This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Hand to hand in the cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

But like the diamonds and gold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Your beauty was as resourceful as a river

Leg into place so i can dip into her inner river, i slither, in a finger,

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

If i don't make that man there dance

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

You, you, you have to pay for that

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

What is hittin' for

Trails snake round the river,

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Throw it in the river where she sunk