This is a song about "Ocean plastic pollution"

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him

You should refuse to listen to these rebuking pollution,

In the ocean there's another atmosphere.

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

Or just stop the pollution

You're a paradox in motion, just a violent ocean,

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

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Cause nevertheless i'm the best you check ya mesh i'm plastic

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Showing no emotion then dropping him in the antarctic ocean,