This is a song about "Sail"

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

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

As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Has trouble even under a fair sail.

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

When that thing gon fly

Blue smoke rings sail through the sky

She prefer the dutty wine

Let them sail to finish line,