This is a song about "Kyles fish head"

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

The good kid from the ugly city

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

You ain't gotta worry no more

Damn a #fisher-#man, he's an ill-#manner #fish

The tables are turned i can't take this

But your the only fish that's after the sea-men/

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

And kept twitching her eyes like a dead fish