This is a song about "Sea monsters"

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

All i see are dangerous spineless fucking monsters lurking,

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

Cocktail, reservoir dog my collar off

Where there’s minimal conscience and there’s thousands of choppers

It wont happen cuz i m quick to ''drop '' u so called monsters/

As they rape those monsters i smoke my weed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Emerging from the sea

Plottin' don’t even worry

Your being pushed into the dead sea

While i'm making history

Than the muse of a family

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Just start floatin in the sea

It was just another party