This is a song about "I like waffles"

It's alright, if it's right

But i cant help but like...

I'mma sign that work and release that

I like to use the word like magic.

Ya winslower, than laura, though you niggas urkel

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle

And you're, approaching me right

I wonder what heaven is like

Get your paper, see you later

And i think i like her

But like i said i tried, i

Live off my lie and my lullaby

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,