This is a song about "Hotel califoria"

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

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

I was in my room hotel playing halo

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

By the way, hotel room number 218, yup that's the place i fucked his mum in

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

With that hotel bates swag just call me norman

Im chugging vodka in the hotel plaza,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing