This is a song about "Sir francis drake"

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Kanye, kendrick, and drake

She's dying sir i need your help

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Chop her up and dime her, im chapel retired im signed sir,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Redbox flow and i do not date

Yeah, try keeping up with that, drake/

Still better than any shit from drake

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Higher power where these verses from

Trinidad james, 2chainz, drake and this problem

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Excuse me sir, are we done, gotta go running,