This is a song about "Trash boat"

I know you just doing your job

Ill make you sink the boat

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

From the bottom my boat crashes and relapses as another passes

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I'm gonna hop in a boat because from here its plain sailing,

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

Makes me a piece of white trash,

I'm quick to dismiss the pursuant 'n' glue him to a boat

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

I guess you think you cas, but i think you trash.

Is pure trash, ridiculous scene

And lead tha whole team

Lady at the frank stand will

Your the boat without the paddle