This is a song about "Hotel california"

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

Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing

Then i moved to california was hoping to see girls dance salsa

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Back in california i've seen dead bodies end up in the dumpster

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

I was in my room hotel playing halo

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds