This is a song about "Boats and hos"

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

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

For the low that nine cheap

They laugh and scream and leap

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Social conditioning and

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

My last challenger said "sorry youre right bro" told all the hos its a typo!

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,