This is a song about "Deep house"

Alright i'm at the house.

Heystop running your mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

My family's from the south, stayed at papa's house

Grow it in my red house

My garage full of cars that bounce

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

From the projects to the penthouse

Since there were drugs all around the house

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Bigger than the white house its the black house attention

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

Lay em to rest, 6 feet deep

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Foundation till i built my house