This is a song about "Water buffalo"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Like water is to a tree,

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

Listen to every word that i slur

Slaying niggas in they sleep, buffalo bill

I used to be the most humble until

I refresh myself with water

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

As i walk on water

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

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