This is a song about "Breezy too wavy"

The original crew grew too/

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Too many situations, too many people getting famous

Life is a wavy sea, u'll immerse if u don't know how to surf

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Too many situations, too many people getting famous

This nation's peace sent here to run you

Embarazo, and fights too,

Streets is calling you

Coz i didn't know how too

My rhymes so wavy, fuck i just sank the whole us navy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Us then youuu. fuck you too. i said, fuck you too.

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you