This is a song about "Man fish"

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

If it smell like fish, then we can play hooky.

They start feeling like a fish, that's out of water,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

I'm sitting hating this bullshitting fish fillet

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Gotta hella fish on white china dish