This is a song about "Sea beari"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

When you drink the bathwater from the polluted sea

Go grab your #diapers.. you'll just make a sea

Third ward general, young cash money

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I really fought like moses, going to adjust the sea

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

But your the only fish that's after the sea-men/

Your being pushed into the dead sea

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Just start floatin in the sea

We might be back in this baby