This is a song about "Sail boats"

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

Forever submerged, viewing the paint, beneath boats

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Cause i'm australia and i'm turning back the boats

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

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

I like rowing boats on sundays,

With some bartles and james