This is a song about "Swell wrap waves surf kaiko s fours"

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Surf the titan size waves we must, dive deep,

Can even afford retro fours

Huh, a metaphor of course

Holding a saw for cutting my victims into fours

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

And today we're still in chains

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

You saying you dominate is like showing a fake id saying your last names

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

Double m-g not to mention we got that