This is a song about "Niggas at the water park"

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

The only battles them niggas fightin' is at salvation army,

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

As a murk to lurk in the dark by the park

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

And shots at the niggas that got away