This is a song about "Relation ships"

I sit and i think, this relation is on the brink,

I decided my pride is just why i resist

While all those ships go tips(y)

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Sinkin' ships are dying, we participated in past movements,

I put missiles through ships, this is as crystal as it gets

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

I'm the king of england with my ships of gold,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation

This rap is sick shit im an iceberg im sinkin ships

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics