This is a song about "Lost at the sea of my thoughts"

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

Without her i'd be lost..being with her comes at a cost..thoughts of losing her haunt me the most/

The thoughts i've thought up lost up in my brain, man i got enough to

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

Leave those rappers caught in the sea like lost vessels,

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

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

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

For the people at least in the streets thoughts of peace,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Everyday i'm getting paranoid of my own thoughts,

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I'm lost in my inner thoughts,

Kirko paint her walls