This is a song about "Bands on deck"

Your heart was false just like the words you said

A shit wrecked ship, lose grip, slipping on the deck

On our dgk deck cause we dirty ghetto kids

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Reaper why did you take away all of the good bands?

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Bands will make her dance so baby go

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

If your man want to bet

Unions they always on deck

I know you're mad, but so what

I'm on deck yo, batter up

Cutting me this worthless check

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,