This is a song about "Who lives in a pineapple under the sea shaneka gordon"

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

A hundred more sluts in the sea each one be flooding the streets

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

Who listens to rock n roll,who raps and lives in the ghetto

Just start floatin in the sea

Take your time when you’re with me baby

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

You and i, were a bottle in the sea. allergic stingers on two bees.

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

Evil like the opposite of the dark night in the darkest night under a bright street light

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

I'll get under your skin just like a knife in the chest