This is a song about "Surface"

Beneath the surface in dungeons where they creep in,

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

I was washed out but i rose to the surface,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Dispersive competition comes to surface, who can throw the furthest.

They think they figured me out, haha, they barely scratched the surface

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Hold my breath under the ocean's surface til my chest be aching

Shhh they will never surface worthless churches fed fiction for another purpose

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts