This is a song about "Johns creek"

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

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

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

In piss creek with rumble from your city

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

I avoid that shit and order papa john's

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Livin life thinkin no man can hurt meso i'm askin -- before i lay me down to sleep

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

And get caught, in the moment

Body dumped in he creek and