This is a song about "Blanket forts"

I'mma sign that work and release that

Where should i jizz, on a towel or blanket

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

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

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

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips