This is a song about "Electromagnetic waves"

When truly we're divided by our wealth, those lying snakes,

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

Durag wrapping my waves up, pockets full of hope

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

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

She can finally rest in peace, as she waves her hands

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Is while you and my waves will never be tidal,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke