This is a song about "Lake"

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

But i’m taking the bate, ‘n all the respect in this lake,

They threw a rock in the lake, but it hasnt started rippling

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

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

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

All these assholes can go and jump in a burning lake

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave