This is a song about "Bored in a hotel room"

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

I need to be in room with a straight jacket

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

By the way, hotel room number 218, yup that's the place i fucked his mum in

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Smell the fumes from the rasta's in a room full of hash

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

In a room full of people so much is being said,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Im chugging vodka in the hotel plaza,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh