This is a song about "The sharks"

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Son i'll send you to the bleachers feed you to the sharks burn you like leeches

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Eyes poked out the the raven

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

The dopest on the planet

And i love you all

From the bench to the ball

Like i be killin all these sharks

Please correct me, stretch marks