This is a song about "Sea dog"

Your being pushed into the dead sea

Summertime in the city

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

When you drink the bathwater from the polluted sea

There's a lot of religions like fish in the sea

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Emerging from the sea

And taking it it off

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

If you flow like a river, then my raps are a sea/

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Don’t like to see when she talk

Where we spent days learning to spell dog