This is a song about "Flight deck"

I brought the bowl of tomato soup onto the deck

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Try to avoid any criminal activity on deck,

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Get beats so beast gonna watchem take flight

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

I'm why baby mamas leave

Twins on deck call em siamese,

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

I seem to love these whips - a white

But without the word i wont take flight

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

A shit wrecked ship, lose grip, slipping on the deck

And get on a flight today

What you want me to say