This is a song about "Rowing in a skull"

That’s only if they handle

Lacking colour, null, dull skull.

Crack your skull ,coconut

That shit was wack as fuck

I'll bash your brains in and watch your skull shatter

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Still in my skull is a vacant, empty void been using it more as a bin for storage

They just kicked their minds outta their skull

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Slit throat put a wide hole in ya skull bigger then the size of ring rolls.

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows