This is a song about "Kafka on the shore"

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

I stuck flowers in the barrels sent sent them adrift from shore

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

My time with their half-witted reviews

You cant grab on whats on the news

Verbally assault and cause wars shore to shore

That fire flow the finest women i adore

Outcast with a c dreams of smoking with pauly shore

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Shore you got drive, don't turn fake on they ass

And i got that drive and she just might crash

I was flooded through the fucking swimming pool now that i am washed up to shore i am killing you

I'll hurt you tell the jury and file another lawsuit that my mind is bout to fall through