This is a song about "Boats"

Come to my show you'll see/sea sickness no boats or yachts

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

Forever submerged, viewing the paint, beneath boats

And if you got money man the head is amazing

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

Cause i'm australia and i'm turning back the boats

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

I like rowing boats on sundays,

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,