This is a song about "Killing fishes"

Throw your ass over the bridge, with the fishes

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I'm killing, i'm spitting

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Killing yo since day one

Here's a blanket sleep with the fishes in the lake.

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

We untwisted, hissed and scared all the little fishes.

Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress

Whether it was prison or a killing,

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

17. now i'm willing to get killing,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

My divine itching and shrine killing

And getting money is the song i sing