This is a song about "Paddle"

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

But i showboat wif a paddle, so sit on my

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Lady at the frank stand will

Ill leave you lost without a paddle

This bag is from seattle

Your the boat without the paddle

On the boss take a paddle of me.

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Took your rattle, bib, book and paddle so you have to improvise

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties