This is a song about "Waves"

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

All these society slaves, but through my vibrating waves

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

A dopehead with a couple doses, of moses waves so somatic

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

Sprayin' pain in waves, i hope you saved enough bayer

And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves

Got energy like seismic waves

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Slowing brain waves-frozen ocean.

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

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