This is a song about "The seaweed covered ghost of captain cutler"

With keen flows.i'm known to rip rhymes you see letters floating in the air like ghost.

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Lead the way, got ghost to pop a slug

A twenty somethin cup

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

The standards are high ,but what's the point if your brain is seaweed,

Of real spittin and rappin/ your career about to sink like a ship missin a captain

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

I lead the helm, so you can call me captain crunch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

This for my niggas that really rap hard

I battle more hard then the ghost of mozart,

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Got you hooked when i use the commanding captain voice/

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Command the bars like i'm the captain/