This is a song about "Waves"

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

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

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

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

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Amazed astonished and dazed never phased by the tidal waves

The duration of my waves from the stereos and radio,

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Is while you and my waves will never be tidal,

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

The death of intelligence, replaced by radio and audio waves