This is a song about "Atlantic craft"

I'll start a rap and bomb 'em back with a fuckin' flawless craft,

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

If i don't get the respect for my speech craft

I try to perfect my craft but shit gets worse

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

All the girls really want is fun

Love of his craft is why he's driven

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I craft chapters despite the warnings

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

That's why i make my raps deep like the whole fucking atlantic ocean!

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

I'm just aiming what i'm saying hope you bleed out emotion

That's why i make my raps deep like the whole fucking atlantic ocean!