This is a song about "A band i ll have coming over to my house on september sixteenth"

Now if i ever brought a #house and #live my #life on #repeat

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

That i have to respond wearing my suit on

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

To livin in a house with food my stomach

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Girl your ass so big i could build a house on it

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

At least i have my own house and a car!

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar