This is a song about "Ships sinking"

Felt like my heart was sinking

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

My ancestors were brought here on american ships

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

While all those ships go tips(y)

The weight of mine will have you sinking, i'm not even thinking,

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

Riding around without a fuck given

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

The captain of a sinking ship with only the alarms in tact

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

6 is only half senses, and i'm waiting on my race to send ships

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Sip and then another sip til your sinking deep in.