This is a song about "Stokes valley"

Like shadows in the valley of death

I can taste the salt from my tears

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Beneath the mist, chillin in the hidden valley

From the valley of oppression,

You're uncool like my mother kin

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

I've conversed with the valley of death, and it tells me it's a test.

Not were in the valley of the shadow pioneers

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Valley i felt im at my finale

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Chilling in the valley with sally eating lobster in an alley

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see