This is a song about "Johns creek"

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

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

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

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

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

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

In piss creek with rumble from your city

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

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

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

I fear no opponent

Body dumped in he creek and

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

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