This is a song about "Lake brantley"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

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

I think of a beautiful image, like a sunset on a lake

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

You flow like a lake im more like a tidal wave

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

Ooh i got a cabin by the lake baby boo

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

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

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Chicago days, lake michigan waves