This is a song about "Drayton valley"

Chilling in the valley with sally eating lobster in an alley

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil:

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Spending her time with him i guess

Like shadows in the valley of death

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Valley i felt im at my finale

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

You're uncool like my mother kin

From the valley of oppression,

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I've conversed with the valley of death, and it tells me it's a test.