This is a song about "Jacob bream"

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

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

20 racks really thats sneaker money

This time undefeated by the sea.

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

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

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I'm the butcher, the cook and heart taker

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Wake up every morning taken from my dreams feeling bleak, strength is weak

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

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though