This is a song about "The sea and the moon"

Emerging from the sea

Cause you love me, call me daddy

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

20 racks really thats sneaker money

And if you try to save hip-hop music you can't make mistakes,

Perpetrated across the sea, across the lakes and all across the plains

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon