This is a song about "God of sea"

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

High offa glue you see its quite a view to see at the sea couldn't of done this

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Show them im the king of the sea.

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

My body's sailing into the sea ,floating like a piece of cork,

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

I can feel your heart beating fast

My god made the sea and land