This is a song about "Lake norman"

Forced towards norman the foremen dork,

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

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

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

My limitation is my motivation to break it, take it down to the lake and shake

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

This magical like if lake michigan sprung a leak

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique