This is a song about "Wolves of the sea"

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

I really fought like moses, going to adjust the sea

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

The beat floating on top of my mind like a cork on the sea,

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

I caught a can of lipton in the sea,

And its simple as that baby

Just start floatin in the sea

It was just another party

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

I was lost in a sea of unfamiliar places,

Throwing faggots to the wolves y'all niggas is some cannon fodder

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

Malia family, we the family

Your being pushed into the dead sea