This is a song about "Different waves"

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

I'm different yea i'm different

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Is while you and my waves will never be tidal,

Durag wrapping my waves up, pockets full of hope

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Forging age weathering tunes with flow's waves wetter than you.

It's no longer a new jack city

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Sprayin' pain in waves, i hope you saved enough bayer

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Waves crashing pool laughing dancing sex panting