This is a song about "Bucket hat"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Back to my abandoned ship wearing the captains hat,

I wear a polo hat

Can't win with a passive attack

Imagine if this hat was a crown of thorns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Ya bitch start tripping i just flip her off hat balcony

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

My doc kicked the bucket, so i said fuck it,

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

City on my hat, so fly they need a charter

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper