This is a song about "Sea turtles"

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Show them im the king of the sea.

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

A white rapper,rabbit, but we win it like its a turtles race/

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

My god made the sea and land

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I caught a can of lipton in the sea,

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

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