This is a song about "House of cards"

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Let that bitch give me head and kick her out of the damn house

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

But once established we living lavish, like the house of versi, paris,

Set the house up like toast,with a tank of gasoline

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

You're uncool like my mother kin

Do you need a house of correction

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

Together all the timethought it was true love

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards