This is a song about "Ship wrecks"

I'm blasting off like a rocket ship acknowledge him

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Hole in the hull, busted ship

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

It's the moment now, the ship is docking,

120 in the ghost take my bitch shopping

Life, how we going escape, under ship, plans failed, well fuck it

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

My shit was submarine like, under ship

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Checking the necks of you wrecks/

Roll up niggas be like sex

Find n.a.s.a. plaster, the first draft on a ship

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

A shit wrecked ship, lose grip, slipping on the deck

And my vision isn't set on the money i get