This is a song about "Host"

Rednecks would get nervous when you would host black friends,

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

So hood i put sugar on toast then i serve it like a host

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

It’s a neighborhood where nervously i host black friends,

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

Wrapped around your throat, you about meet death with me as your host

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

But can i really call me one when i talk most to a host

But for most i see you as a ghost on while i be the host,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Has played host to a host of the wrong, known all along though.

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow