This is a song about "Reelfoot lake"

But i’m taking the bate, ‘n all the respect in this lake,

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Young fisherman sinking in lake michigan

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I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

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

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Move like i’m walking with an open case

You flow like a lake im more like a tidal wave

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

This magical like if lake michigan sprung a leak

So if you done with these beijing games

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