This is a song about "Pirates of the caribbean"

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Across the face of the earth

In the face of the outside.

But there's nothing else inside

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

My nigga, its all love

Raybands...hide the face of,

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle