This is a song about "Lake"

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

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

And send ya into toxic waste in a frozen solid lake,

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

From the lake to the blues every day life is

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Ooh i got a cabin by the lake baby boo

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

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

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