This is a song about "Jacob bream"

How you feel in your head

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

I be murdering bars

Blood stainin black and white tops

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Translation cause my life is too sweet

My voice make her wet

She don’t give her nigga head

Livin life thinkin no man can hurt meso i'm askin -- before i lay me down to sleep

See your meek, weak and your future is bleak cuz im lebron james and i am bringing the heat.

Lemonhead end up dead

Bitch i am in your head.

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

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/