This is a song about "Boats"

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

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

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Forever submerged, viewing the paint, beneath boats

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

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

I like rowing boats on sundays,

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

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

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