This is a song about "Hide and seek"

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

So you better run and hide in the safest

Stuck in a vice, hide your kids and hide your wife

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

And i don't mind to hide my mind and my eyes though

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Hide you in the floor and then i check off,

I'm why baby mommas leave

Go run and hide your families

Got a foe ill seek and attack

You, you, you have to pay for that

Lesnar you better go and hide

But if i die tonight

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Because you're my only option and it's something i can't hide