This is a song about "Dixon california"

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Am i cheating on this woman if i'm gettin' naked pictures from another

Back in california i've seen dead bodies end up in the dumpster

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

Then i moved to california was hoping to see girls dance salsa

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

And im not hating on the black like i was dixon to merle

My heart'll turn pitch black and cold if i split with my girl

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice