This is a song about "Smelling like fish"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

They are the coaches in this

You are a little tuna fish

I'm sitting hating this bullshitting fish fillet

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

I hate the sound of fireworks and smelling propane.

I wanted the money and never the fame

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

That shit was ludicrous/ her pussy smelt like tuna-fish

Randomblackdude and larry fish my idols

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt