This is a song about "Cory in the house"

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Cop a house in the suburbs just to throw some parties at

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

Everybody in the house was swingin' on my style,

Dynamic funk in the house, better kick the buckets,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

You live in the house right down the block, everybody knows your name,

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

Ill run in yo house and let the smoke fire

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her