This is a song about "Kyle fish tacos"

All along i've been casting for a better fish

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

And its simple as that baby

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

I'm sitting hating this bullshitting fish fillet

Popos to bring me some tacos while these locos looking like bozos saying

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

There's a lot of religions like fish in the sea

I keep that hottie, just look at her body