This is a song about "Sir francis drake"

Rollin' down the four o five

Please sir give me advice

Yes, sir - thank god kinda worried 'bout my ass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Time for the drake rapping i undertake

You suck like a hoover, i'm here to end your term, sir

Whether any weather, nobody doing it better

Here nigga on the road

Yes sir on the track i float

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Pacific of mine, sir', uh.. dismissed

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Yeah, try keeping up with that, drake/

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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