This is a song about "Sea dog"

I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

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

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

She gon wipe me down, i’ma brush her off

Shes got blue eyes you can ''sea'' trough,

When you drink the bathwater from the polluted sea

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Fuck a tape, fuck your broad

And control this shit yourself dog.

No match to my flow, dog

Let me see you walk

Crack some jokes, and break the silence of sea,

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably