This is a song about "Shark tank"

Set the house up like toast,with a tank of gasoline

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Part manson, part hannibal, part mechanical shark

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

But, i'm not in this for the cash, no i'm no shark

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Not a shark anymore, but i'll make you swim in this shit!

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

I'm banking a full tank, you're running on low gas

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

But at the same time i pull out an m1 abrams tank, see?

Thank you for letting me create this masterpiece, shark bait

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

My lyricism's is art, teeth sharp like a great white shark