This is a song about "Cleaning a ship"

Your ship has sunk titanic

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

But im cleaning you of bars like chores

And of course, my car's off course

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

In a space ship while they screaming at me: "let's just be friends!"

Part of me ought to be a ship cause i keep her on deck,

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

I just wanna be higher than that

This be like some pirate ship

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Compared to me you're just a ship, im a tsunami nigga make that ship sank.

In a space ship while they screaming at me: "let's just be friends!"

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents