This is a song about "Waves"

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Waves crashing pool laughing dancing sex panting

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Took my heart away from money

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

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

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

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

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

Surf the titan size waves we must, dive deep,

The duration of my waves from the stereos and radio,

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

High: that's why they call us planes

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Durag wrapping my waves up, pockets full of hope