This is a song about "Rocket ships"

The fire spitter, he sinks ships

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

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

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

The ville with a coupe rocket

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

Alaskan got me blasted like a motherfucking rocket.

Shout out bieber and nicki

While all those ships go tips(y)

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

You pull up in parking lots