This is a song about "Relation ships"

This harbour's run for trading ships with kiss 'em redemption

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

In relation, they won't look at potheads with drugs wanting to go hence and smoke that shit

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

This rap is sick shit im an iceberg im sinkin ships

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

An unofficial relation

God and i are on shaky fucking relation

That bitch trippinpromise retaliation

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

6 is only half senses, and i'm waiting on my race to send ships