This is a song about "Semen ghost ship"

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Hole in the hull, busted ship

Go into your room and find semen all over the place

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

All you need is your passport

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship//

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

So i can understand police victims

And im just hoping creativity is swimming in my semen

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

What is a relationship but a wasted trip on a plated ship

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket