This is a song about "No waves"

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

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Take her back to where i live

No lames, no lies, no compromise

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Watch as the queen waves so happily, as i casually

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

With some bartles and james

Got energy like seismic waves

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

We set trends, make tidal waves like hurricanes where the fuck where i be

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family