This is a song about "Surface"

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Any minute it could surface and try to take him under

Beneath the surface in dungeons where they creep in,

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Just below the surface something sinister simmers

Ridin' with rats you niggas should be in glass slippers

Surface to purge me worthless, whether pure fits

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Im about to break the waters surface,stronger than them evil currents,

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Now on the surface you seem like a pretty good rapper,

Thought this was forever love

But you barely scratched the surface