This is a song about "Plenty of fish"

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

And i'm not saying it's all good there's been plenty of hurt throughout

And i'm just being honest

No sleep yep, plenty missed

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Plenty of wrist slashing n' scrapes affects the groans,

With scents of fish, i'll hook you wit my damn hooks, bitch,

Double m self made we forever rich

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

Been up plenty of endless nights.

#fish out of #water #slaughter #daughters like i'm #damian #pope

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

You are a little tuna fish