This is a song about "Ocean is white lmaooo"

My pockets got paper on paper

That white girl is my cater

Spaced out in an ocean,

Through thick and thin

Showing no emotion then dropping him in the antarctic ocean,

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

Rhymes fertilized in the ocean, maiden with maiden name white

My raps are like an ocean while your rap is like a pool

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

My raps are like an ocean while your rap is like a pool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

And that their bigger than the world and the world is theirs white or black!