This is a song about "Boats and whores"

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

So i went down south but i ended up north

Metronome, chilling with better whores

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

All green nigga pick six

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

You was on a bed having intercourse with four whores,

A mansion with marble floors, and security codes

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

Im in the hunt for whores

And of course, my car's off course

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Moving houses for supposed whores

I'm the jew, in the jewel store, bagging all these new whores,

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors