This is a song about "Helping out a friend having trouble in there relation ship"

Hole in the hull, busted ship

Razor grips, laser spit

But don't kid yourself, there where no helping hands

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

The captain of a sinking ship with only the alarms in tact

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Breaking up with a friend is hard to do but there will be a hero

I keel your ship over im a diamond in the rough

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

In a space ship while they screaming at me: "let's just be friends!"

Nigga i ain't never scared

Talking about a friend, of a friend