This is a song about "Water mellon"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

They start feeling like a fish, that's out of water,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Forced to sleep in mud and drink polluted water

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

Oh my what a shock like pushing off the dock into water

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

I refresh myself with water

That damier bag i bought her