This is a song about "Water parks"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

You weren't fishin' for me in shallow water

If you wanna be the first to drive mini stars to parks

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Rural trailer parks, suburban apartments, they're feeding ya,

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

But with a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

I don’t do nothing but ball

Blood fallin like a water fall

You know...you know who you are

As i walk on water