This is a song about "Crack house"

600 benz, house six hundred grand

No sweat like a headband

For what for cookin crack

You got reason to brag

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Grow it in my red house

That moschino shit is so back

When under pressure, i never crack

She always comin back

My whip so dope boy it's crack

My garage full of cars that bounce

Know i go ham lika brick house/

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Skyrocket like weed on crack

Bigger than the white house its the black house attention

Or do you understand the stressing, the aggression