This is a song about "Paddle"

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

Your the boat without the paddle

She caught up in my love triangle

Took your rattle, bib, book and paddle so you have to improvise

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

But i showboat wif a paddle, so sit on my

On the boss take a paddle of me.

Please boo what's your size crazy

Ill leave you lost without a paddle

She all that i can handle