This is a song about "Crystal lake"

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

You flow like a lake im more like a tidal wave

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Remember the past? house right by the lake

But i’m taking the bate, ‘n all the respect in this lake,

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

They'll find your body deep in a lake

I can tell you that this tape

Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take

All these assholes can go and jump in a burning lake

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love