This is a song about "Quad rowing"

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Will this rope tie to the boat, i’m rowing

Flow it, rowing boat, i show it, down the stream i row it,

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Never slowing, always rowing in those waters, growing into flowers

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Throwing and animal while rowing casual

I like rowing boats on sundays,

In his body and face