This is a song about "Building homes"

Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Im building a foundation

Go where you ain't been

Hey your honor, is you kidding

My anger keeps building

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow

Enter the building through the window

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

One time give it up for him

Im building a foundation

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

To dual-earner comfortable households in suburban homes,