This is a song about "Seven seas"

Looking in the seven seas looking for third eye treasure

And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever

Hoes row got beans in them

Yo....you know i'm five seven/

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Been over seas more times than the british when

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

While our ancestors moved mountains, blazed, and split the seas,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Fortifying boundaries, not glorifying cloudy seas/

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Told me, i'll cross seas like theo

Like i plunder the high seas, vaguely precisely

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Seven eight nine, eternity is mine

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme