This is a song about "Johns creek"

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Body dumped in he creek and

I avoid that shit and order papa john's

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Razor grips, laser spit

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

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

Look it something they can't ever see

In piss creek with rumble from your city

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

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked backfuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak

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