This is a song about "Lake pollution"

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Here's a blanket sleep with the fishes in the lake.

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

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

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

For the occasion, paper planes

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

This is the season for noise pollution contamination

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

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

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch