This is a song about "Sand creek massacre"

Ak-47 ready to pull the trigger; cause a massacre

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

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

Breakin' my heart like glass, forgetting me like sand

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Your about to witness a massacre

Couple years later they had my brother

Hip hop's bounty, hunter

You witnessing a massacre

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

In piss creek with rumble from your city

Trying to give them light and a message

Hot like florida sand bitch

Ya freak, purely weak, choke artist ya can't speak, floating down shits creek

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique