This is a song about "Flood insurance"

Well man i do the yacht

Flood hot with steam 'n' whatnot.

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

And i'm flyin', but it's cool, i got insurance

The insurance world beame your pearl

I hope you not rattin' out to get on girl

June to september was the period of the flood

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Elegant performance, bubble lex full insurance

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

Like a flood of unwilling feelings boring into this hole

Hows that for insurance with some reinsurance,

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Ya’ll gonna suffer flood if i spit on my palm

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb