This is a song about "Seven seas"

Fortifying boundaries, not glorifying cloudy seas/

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Like i plunder the high seas, vaguely precisely

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

The homeland security gaffeled me over seas

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

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

Its seven, now pinch it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people up in heaven waitin for me

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Travel the world, and the seven seas

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Numerology can tell that you're clearly a seven.