This is a song about "The town berri and they you the water for the winary and the orangers"

I turn on the water and step into the shower

Listen; blacker the berry, sweeter the powder

You'll lose all your publicity and will feel alone cause you decided to blow it out of the water,

Notice me for who i am, going headstrong as a determined ram. no capacity for

Listen to the church praise jesus saves and water bathes

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Hiking till my feet are bleeding and the water blocks my breathing

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I’m sending one warning shot then i’m taking buildings down

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

You can find me in the dark part of town.

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

The water from the past is the same water in the present