This is a song about "Drop ship"

Hole in the hull, busted ship

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

My shit was submarine like, under ship

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

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.

You chris, i rock

At the top/. make it drop,/

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship//

But no, that ship has gone

Well, the club bout to hear this song

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

My flow is razor ship like a needle that pierces ya skin,