This is a song about "The sea floor"

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

There's a lot of religions like fish in the sea

I’m at the bridge, boutta jump off right into the sea,

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

And he kicked her tooth on the floor

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

When you drink the bathwater from the polluted sea

You see i gotta go to war

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for