This is a song about "Sea world"

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

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

Just lay back, get your face slapped

My god made the sea and land

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Crack some jokes, and break the silence of sea,

You'll be like osama bin laden, dropped in the sea

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

I got gills bitch im a sea fish

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

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

When you drink the bathwater from the polluted sea

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key