This is a song about "Lake"

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

Ooh i got a cabin by the lake baby boo

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

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

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

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

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

You flow like a lake im more like a tidal wave

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

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

Remember the past? house right by the lake

They say them colors must be fake

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck