This is a song about "Lake time"

Time to prepare to do fed time

She prefer the dutty wine

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

We both had dreams of being great

They'll find your body deep in a lake

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

Lyrical wizard emcees parkside proves time after time

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

Ooh i got a cabin by the lake baby boo

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you