Kame House

When I do it on the seven seas, I get big boy, okay?
I wanna try to see it all
Ready to go on that yacht, huh?
You can't control her
You've got to give yourself to her
She wants you to dance, sonny boy
You got to follow her lead

Yeah, yo
Roses and flowers, white and pink surrounding
Just hit the ground with 20 thousand in 20's, shawty came from public housing (Yeah)
"Ain't going back", she told me (Nah)
The desperation drew compassion as she jumped the dock and hit the ocean waters splashing
I often wonder while relaxing
What would happen if rapping ain't free me from shackles that had my frame of mind collapsing (Facts)
Freedom or bondage, closed my eyes, escaping was harmless
Until the habit kept me from recognizing when life was tarnished (Yeah)
Lack of awareness, the mistakes of being young and careless (Yeah) Naiveties had me relating excellence with fairness (Word)
Cigars and bottles, Armani suits with the flyest models
Step on the set cementing as the hardest act to follow (Woo)
My raps got swallowed by higher channels
Sometimes it's hard to sample what my crown intake from realms I can't explain or handle (Yeah)
Italian toast, Russian jam, my eggs scrambled (Facts)
Berries and alkaline water, coffee in case I ramble
Without the pressures of this world, who knows what would've pulled me
Options unlimited
I understand potential fully
Gold on my neck, wrist frame and pinky rang
Told the bitch my life won't ever be the same
Lets get to business
It's difficult when you refuse to take the route that's simplest (Yeah)
Some niggas suffer when acceptance doesn't fuel their interest (Yeah)
Denial rivers flood the senses faster
I had to switch and catch up
Life was dealing hands I couldn't pitch or master (Nah)
Forget the bad luck my attraction's godly
Mercedes's emblem with the baddest shawties
Couple Brenda's, couple Halle's
Cushion soft the way she put it on me
Daylight approaching, you only hit me when you horny then peace in the morning (Yeah)
Apologies, ain't mean to call ya bluff
I gotta change my ways and pay it forward, try to get my karma up
The hardest part is staying disciplined, the shit is garbage trucks
But peace of mind'll give you what anxiety departs from ya
Pardon truly didn't mean to bother
But apart from all the obvious inflictions
Life's a lesson that'll harden ya
Fuck what all the hurt people say
Struggle and soften up
Compassion keeps the heart intact
This life is fucking hard enough
Pescatarian dishes, catching exotic fishes
Prosecco bottles for the misses
French kisses
Fuck me like this bout to be my final battle
And tell my story if my soul unravels
Peace

For the captain, this is his second home
They chatter endlessly on the radio
He knows them well, their private lives and all their personal feelings
And yet, he will hardly ever meet one of them face to face