This is a song about "Tuna mayo"

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

They're all a tuna marked in a super mart

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

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

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

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

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

You are a little tuna fish

And wonder how we ever came to this

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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