This is a song about "Tuna fish"

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

Ambition is definitely on the way

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

They're all a tuna marked in a super mart

But five years from now i bet she see

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

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

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

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Hit the block like a postman with mail