This is a song about "Ocean blea"

And blow tree's like an ocean breeze

Like being garbage some type of disease

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

You can hear the ocean real well.

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

No intention to motion as the ocean flows

Where you goin'? gonna toss that body into the ocean!?"

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

How you hold in emotion

Slowing brain waves-frozen ocean.

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

That's why i make my raps deep like the whole fucking atlantic ocean!

Spaced out in an ocean,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win