This is a song about "Hotel califoria"

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

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

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

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

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Im chugging vodka in the hotel plaza,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king