This is a song about "Lake braddock"

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

My best friend armani lost her arm at the border

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Other wise you'll get left in a lake of blood

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

You flow like a lake im more like a tidal wave

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

The game's a chick; i'm kobe, i'mma rape the bitch

A lake or ditch that's what happens to a snitch

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Remember the past? house right by the lake