This is a song about "Sinking"

I have your career sinking like your stepping in quicksand

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

Don't want to be the king

Felt like my heart was sinking

Sip and then another sip til your sinking deep in.

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

Sinking y'all niggas, call you titanic

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Good think i can swim or i'd be sinking to the ocean floor

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Thinking how to reply sinking further down i cant bear to see your plight

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

Let emotions go with the same flow that's sinking ya boat.

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke