This is a song about "Corinne s house"

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Than other people do in their entire house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

The outline which you n****s out dated

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

If only i could go back into the 80’s

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

From the projects to the penthouse

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit