This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Dead they chose money over your head"

Kick back and know yo son set

The rhymes flow out of me like a river

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

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

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

Once they reach rock bottom

I pop one, you pop one

And think alone in my head

If your man want to bet

I'm sharper than shark teeth

Just like when i choke you fake g's

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter

But here's the kicker, i'm living on the river

Money runs like a golden river

I wanted a brother my mother i told her