This is a song about "All at sea"

What we gotta do to survive

But shit it's all mine, at all times

High offa glue you see its quite a view to see at the sea couldn't of done this

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Mirror mirror on the wall

Im goin hard you hardly goin at all

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Know you want me to fall

To love me at all at all

As i'm watching the snow fall

To love me at all at all

When i couldn't see your face at all.

She suck my dick while i'm on a call

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

75,000 plus at the attendance at the grandest stage on em all