This is a song about "Fagass house"

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Like a shot threw the mouth echo threw the house

Bigger than the white house its the black house attention

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Screw killing beats, enter house with a handgun

The race war, when it's us against all of them

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

This home is lookin' like it's a flop house

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Not even got any electric for the whole house

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

Know i go ham lika brick house/

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

In my house i'm all alone

So i guess you think you grown