This is a song about "David and his house in turlock"

Ill run in yo house and let the smoke fire

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,

On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room

I told him i was ready to go, as i walked out of the classroom

Then maybe have a couple babies live in a little house by the beach and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Only ever leave the house to get his fix and shit