This is a song about "Water whippin"

If its not couture, i will not go to her

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/

And that i spent the night with her

I refresh myself with water

Hey, must be the money

Like water is to a tree,

Or something that you paid for

As i walk on water

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

This is walter, fresh above the water

You weren't fishin' for me in shallow water

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes