This is a song about "Tlv wrapping of data structures"

Ships that sail to distant places

Of potential cases

No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i'm a

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

It's alright, if it's right

Out of mind out of sight

Beaches of normandy.

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

I pull up with drop top data make ya heart stop