This is a song about "Captain"

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Like playing a match without the captain of the team

Fiends high as a kite, coke whiter than that captain kirk

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

I lead the helm, so you can call me captain crunch

Honestly i could run this world better, be a better captain.

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

In fact my past is the raddest, filled with bags of grass and captain caps

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Like playing a match without the captain of the team

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

The captain of a sinking ship with only the alarms in tact

Got you hooked when i use the commanding captain voice/

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys