This is a song about "Blanket forts"

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Where should i jizz, on a towel or blanket

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

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

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

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

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

By the water, au revoir to my audience