This is a song about "Tuna sandwich"

All i want is a couple fucking dollars and a sandwich

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

I’m in the air bitch, diamonds clear bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Got these niggas in a sandwich, might as well take a bite

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Hoping that nobody don't notice

You are a little tuna fish

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Packing pleasant feelings cause my sandwich packs a punch

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

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

Modify your quota bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Scared off, my advantage i'll eat you like a sandwich