This is a song about "Johns creek"

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

In piss creek with rumble from your city

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

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

Body dumped in he creek and

She can only live for the moment

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

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

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

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

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

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

I avoid that shit and order papa john's