This is a song about "Over sea"

Now i can draw your face up pretty

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Show them im the king of the sea.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

If you flow like a river, then my raps are a sea/

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Your being pushed into the dead sea

It ain't hard to make money

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

I really fought like moses, going to adjust the sea

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

The tables are turned i can't take this

I got gills bitch im a sea fish

When you drink the bathwater from the polluted sea

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city