This is a song about "Frank the tank"

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

But now to me frank honestly

I’m tryna be low key

The bigger the the fun

So the ones eye has freak don't run

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Would be sin-bad if every lie was a water filled fish tank

I'm banking a full tank, you're running on low gas

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Two white cups and i got that drank

So ima cashin on a half tank

My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here

Coaxin' our motions to frank ocean so you know it's real