This is a song about "Cosy loft"

Ill hit you out the park just like im kenny loft.

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Came down the loft and troght to the right and lost my height

You live in that cosy corner,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Doth narrated as i approached k.dots loft/