This is a song about "Lake"

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

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

If you look at life the way i do, its beautiful as a sunset on a lake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

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

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

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

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

And today we're still in chains

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

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

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck