This is a song about "Ocean and death"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

And pay less attention on hip hop's death and its resurrection,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

And eternally take his weight and leave it in the ocean

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

And all my childhood memories

And blow tree's like an ocean breeze

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Some people have it worse than me, and face certain death,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Layed in the middle of the ocean and