This is a song about "Hotel party"

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

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

They just go around

Keep the party turned round

High heel wearer, hell of a body

School just finished it's time to party

If you just came here to party,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Toast, toast to the party!

So fast, can't copy