Gone Fishing

[Verse 1: Jeremiah Jae] Damn it’s really you, look how much you’ve changed Still remember all the nasty things you had hidden in your closet Pause, and let’s go back to the first day Cautious, but you was ready to play Roses? I know you thinking he lame but fuck it the day’s about to end And buckets are filling like Shaq Shag pad courtesy of mom, don’t tell her though that’ll be the bomb Bitches love a nigga like LeBron and fuck it the day’s about to end Dumb, thinking I would get trim based on money and fashion Couldn’t tell the difference from a ho even though I thought I was a pimp Fish for the best fish, not the ones swimming next to all the slugs Now she mad, now she hold a grudge, but she said she she gon give it up Fun when you live with no regrets, but she sitting by the floor to stretch You asked now you got a little girl, question is, is that her name, "bitch"? Fish, fish, fish [Verse 2: Captain Murphy] I hate it when the day escapes This planet of the bathing apes Never thought I’d see the great face They say we mirror what the game makes Find me lost in my conscious mind Strange are the kind of things that you’ll find Look behind the signpost And see my mind's toast hard to boast Rather brag about dick sizing Or better yet my cock arising The way I think about my life I go chub Thank God these hoes show love How you doin, booby? Can I call you that? Never call you back I’ll never ever think of think of you outside this room I think you feel it, too Oh never mind, this happens every time I leave my girl behind She don’t know that she don’t know That she gon, she gon get, she gon get with him And she’ll shit on me, so that shit repeats Such a shame, leave her be I don’t know the fucking thing to say I’ve never learned to fish this way