So I was at my friend Heather's house last night, and I really wanted to write a rap. So I said "Give me a topic." She said "fishing." I was like "...okay." [Chorus:] I'm 'bout ta go fishin' Because I'm so official I'll leave you all wishin' You was with me goin' fishin' I'm 'bout ta go fishin' Ya dig, son? You gon' be so jealous When I catch a big one I got my tacklebox And my fishin' pole I'm finna get some fish Out on the Pacific Coast Don't act like you don't know I go to Florence, yo On the water I wanna float Like T-Pain, I'm on a boat And you know all the ladies wanna holla but I'm out in open water tryin'a catch a halibut Not a ba** or a salmon I'm the master at plannin' this fishin' trip It's a mission trip; not a frickin' ship But I'm powerful like a freakin' blast from a cannon [Chorus] It ain't fishin' season But I'm k**in' 'em Like a high school cla**room My fishing net is fillin' up Growing like it's cancerous But I'm not minding chemo While your man is watching movies I'm out grinding, Finding Nemo And he can kiss my behind They'll say "he touched the bu*t" I got a Japanese family tree line So gettin' fish is in my blood And you can stay home But now just notice While you're playin' cards I'm about to "go fish" [Chorus x2]