This is a song about "Seal"

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I call it a seal dick because it's as big as a seals,

I mean devil not seal, that explains our fight here

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

Get in the mood on blacc friday

I break the seal fortnightly

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

It's surreal how many bitches kill before the beat would seal.

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

And i whipped out my seal dick,

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Her face was calm, as if the wounds didn’t seal her fate

I can seal your fate in a crate and make that shit parana bait

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Like seal, i'll get a little crazy when i feel the blade

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake