This is a song about "Ocean plastic pollution"

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Bulldoze/ and watch their bodies turn plastic

How can senators let oil, and pollution wash on our shores

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

You should refuse to listen to these rebuking pollution,

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Put the gold in a heater make it melt like plastic

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

In the ocean there's another atmosphere.

Showing no emotion then dropping him in the antarctic ocean,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him