This is a song about "Lake"

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

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

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Where every recipient, property of the state

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

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

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

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

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

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains