This is a song about "Sea lampreys"

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

On a fuckin submarine, you're below sea level

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

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

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Come to my show you'll see/sea sickness no boats or yachts

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

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

Oops, i'm so sorry

Just start floatin in the sea

And who woulda thought or knew? out of the fish in the sea,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry