This is a song about "Sail"

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

Has trouble even under a fair sail.

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Blue smoke rings sail through the sky

As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

Let them sail to finish line,

She take two man one time

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

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

And three hours in the showers with the corpse