This is a song about "Rice lake"

All these assholes can go and jump in a burning lake

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

You flow like a lake im more like a tidal wave

And these artists don't need me they already rich

A lake or ditch that's what happens to a snitch

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

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

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

Here's a blanket sleep with the fishes in the lake.

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

From the lake to the blues every day life is

Other wise you'll get left in a lake of blood

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck