This is a song about "Pirate thugs"

I don't get booty, like a pirate with no chest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

All of you illiterate joe's are illegitimate thugs

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Got so much money and booty call it pirate loot

But see i planned a trip

This be like some pirate ship

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Another time for the thugs that need love