This is a song about "The penguin"

The streetz is aint the safe

Say you through will all my foul ways

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

The more battles the better the flows

So while you worry about the hoes

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

The flooding of the nothing

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Make you walk like a penguin nigga.

They infiltrate our homes, africa

The weed into the bong

Pay dues like a hair salon

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.