This is a song about "Cozy lounge"

Where the fuck is he at? i'm lonely, he's probably cozy.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

My broad is a trophy

They make me feel warm and cozy

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

Normally i wouldn't take you from your cozy little home,

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing

I wish that i was sleeping in my bed cozy just dreaming

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

My lounge is immense and my strippers independent

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing