This is a song about "Abo ther mosque"

Ignored 'em, went to the mosque, ask allah for increase of my sloggin'//

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

My house was commandeered, i'm all out of dough

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I’m elohim, god, and allah

Got a house full of homies, why i feel so the opposite?

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Suck a whole lotta dick

I'm sick of floatin' around the house wondering

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king