This is a song about "Tuna mayo"

You are a little tuna fish

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

As far as being hard, i feel i’m somewhere near medusa

I'm still a ruler, i eat it if it doesn't smell like tuna

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

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

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

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Want the title but im always fighting under card

They're all a tuna marked in a super mart

Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb