[Intro - Spoken]
Cadillac, Michigan.
Plett Road.
You wanna know what happened?
Follow the water.
[Verse 1]
Across from the plant where the blacktop ends
Got wells in the ground asking questions again
Truck after truck, year after year
Leachate rolled in, but the whole trail ain't clear
Wexford loads coming into this town
Wastewater treated while the water moved down
Then the lab sheets hit and the numbers got real
PFAS in the groundwater — now tell me the deal
PFOA, PFOS, PFHxS
Different wells, different depths, raising the test
Don't need rumors, don't need somebody to blame
Put the dates on the table, put the samples by name
[Chorus]
The truth is in the water
Running underneath this town
You can build another fence
But you can't fence the groundwater out
The truth is in the water
Every sample, every well
If you wanna know what happened
Let the evidence tell
The water keeps receipts
Yeah, the water keeps receipts
[Verse 2]
Eleven-forty Plett, ninety feet down
PFAS in the sample when the results came around
Wastewater tracers in the chemistry too
Now tell me what an investigation oughta do
Check eleven-eighteen, eleven-oh-eight
Eleven-ten too, put the points on the plate
Map the elevations, map the groundwater flow
Upgradient, downgradient — see where it goes
Back in eighteen, landfill leachate got checked
PFOA and PFOS detected
The plant had PFAS showing up in its stream
Then after the hauling, concentrations decreased
That ain't proof by itself, don't twist what I said
It's a reason to ask where the pathway led
No courtroom story, no headline spin
Open the records and let the science begin
[Chorus]
The truth is in the water
Running underneath this town
You can build another fence
But you can't fence the groundwater out
The truth is in the water
Every sample, every well
If you wanna know what happened
Let the evidence tell
[Bridge - Spoken/Rap]
Give me the truck logs
Give me the loads
Give me the dates
Give me where they drove
Give me the gallons
Give me the bills
Give me the lab sheets
Give me the wells
Chains of custody
Field notes too
Monitoring records
Show what came through
No exaggeration
No made-up crime
Put every record
On one damn timeline
[Final Chorus]
The truth is in the water
Running underneath our feet
From the landfill to the treatment plant
From Plett Road toward the creek
We don't need an accusation
We don't need another lie
Put the records with the chemistry
And let the science testify
The truth is in the water
And the numbers don't forget
Every gallon has a history
Yeah, the water keeps receipts
[Outro]
No guesses.
No exaggeration.
Just the records.
Just the chemistry.
Just the water in the wells.
Follow the water.