This is a song about "Aaron in the house"

Grow it in my red house

My garage full of cars that bounce

Everybody in the house was swingin' on my style,

You never tire, might as well as inspire

From the projects to the penthouse

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

You want a big house cz your living in the street

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Shouldn't give up and be burned in the house and claim

Saw the house she ran up in and shot her fuckin' porch up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut