This is a song about "Sail"

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Blue smoke rings sail through the sky

As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Beef: i hammer mine

Let them sail to finish line,

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Has trouble even under a fair sail.

Get booty set sail on coast inhale no choke exhale no smoke no joke...

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke