This is a song about "Cape cod sea camps"

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

This time undefeated by the sea.

My god made the sea and land

Trying hard to speak and

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Savin' like i got a cape on

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

They are probably palying cod

Straight out of rap's fittest camps

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Yet i managed to escape, call it the great escape, im great gastby, i got a cape,