This is a song about "Puddle"

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

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

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

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

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

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

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

Submerging from a mucky puddle,

Don’t you ever get too comfortable