This is a song about "Creek"

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

Leave you six deep, you piss weak peasant from shits creek, an yes i use profanity when i speak,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Ya freak, purely weak, choke artist ya can't speak, floating down shits creek

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Rappers then cement their feet and leave them sleep in the creek

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Body dumped in he creek and

In piss creek with rumble from your city

I need your admiration for infinity

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

Once i was done, i dragged her body to the creek.