This is a song about "Puddle"

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

That's when i realized that a puddle of blood fucking flowed

Every since then our whole city been horrible

My lines are game-changing while you're left in a puddle.

No heinous stroke of coke, but rock-a-puddle soaked

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Got to the end of the tunnel

Submerging from a mucky puddle,

Takes me to a new level. now an ocean, used to be a puddle.

We original officially the most original