This is a song about "Relation ship"

My shit was submarine like, under ship

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

God and i are on shaky fucking relation

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Find n.a.s.a. plaster, the first draft on a ship

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship//

Never letting go, although sometimes i slip

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I cant stop im like a ship without an anchor

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option

I'm blasting off like a rocket ship acknowledge him

Blood relation doesn't mean cooperation

Only concern was the home that was close to him

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

They misdirect and list connect, there's no relation,