This is a song about "Killing fishes"

Whether it was prison or a killing,

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Fuckers run around with the birds so just leave em with the fishes

Don't want to be the king

Snooping around and killing

I'm killing, i'm spitting

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

Each day it gets more realer, orangutan's bang like gorillas

A rapper with a vision beyond dishes, 5,000 dollar fishes.

When they showed up at your door at christmas

We a crocodile to these fishes

Tell them niggas they slipping

My divine itching and shrine killing

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Killing like every single beat,