This is a song about "Ocean waves"

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Lyrical ocean big spit lyrics in slow motion

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

Where you goin'? gonna toss that body into the ocean!?"

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

A grain of sand on the beach, a droplet in the ocean.

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

Baby, you got that super bass

Outdoors got the heat waves from these j's

Your in the ocean swimming doggy style

It's real dog, i live in the fire