This is a song about "Swedish fish"

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

You ain’t never been higher than this

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

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

Ao go fish or itll be nothing but war

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

Then keep your change like an oink machine

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

The fish was kinda smelly

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses