This is a song about "Blanket forts"

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Found another man on her bed blanket over the head making love with no shame

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Here's a blanket sleep with the fishes in the lake.

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Where should i jizz, on a towel or blanket

Aboard with swords n' forts but no torch to sort regions

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Window is open, cold as snow, no glimpse of a blanket

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit