This is a song about "Kantai collection"

To this collection of words that i happen to jot

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

They don't care bout the economy as long as they benefit from the tax collection!

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Carmines and aquas, to add to my collection

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Or classic misdirection it's a collection of weapons of war

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

Constantly changing the course so i'm crashing my collection

Cause todays garbage collection day

But i ain't get to see you today

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Once they accidentally find your collection of knives,

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight