This is a song about "Ro the boat"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

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

From the bottom my boat crashes and relapses as another passes

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

And i can't help but stare, cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I'm gonna hop in a boat because from here its plain sailing,

Your the boat without the paddle

She all that i can handle

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Let emotions go with the same flow that's sinking ya boat.