This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

You're a drag queen with european genes

I got that powder, i got that white

And you're, approaching me right

As fuck like its been sniffing all kinds of crack i got punchlines european

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Can barely walk the city streets

You're a drag queen with european genes

Even though it stays bleak,

Nightmare on any street

Blood stainin black and white tops

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Sometimes i think, what i need