This is a song about "Atlantic craft"

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

I try to perfect my craft but shit gets worse

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

That i craft these lines to rhyme matching every beat to flow

Catch me on fly like an air craft carrier

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Love of his craft is why he's driven

Remember craft adventure elite defender

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

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

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

The drugs he tried to buy. he mined like craft. never laughed.