This is a song about "Firestorm in the house"

Alright i'm at the house.

From the projects to the penthouse

It involves a mighty deity, by the n. n.name, yahweh.

All the motherfuckers in the house say yeh.

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

When i’m in the motha fuckin house like the senators

He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks

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

The man of the house came out and said he shot you in the head

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Everybody in the house was swingin' on my style,

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

You want a big house cz your living in the street

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

You live in the house right down the block, everybody knows your name,