This is a song about "Hotel"

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Took your ex to a hotel, had her undressed and shameless

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Don't take hotel room i take suite, got lebron's on my feet

And it rules everything around them

With that hotel bates swag just call me norman

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding

Cause i don't need a fort or a hotel to see the seas

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees