This is a song about "House of cards"

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

House full of babes look like marilyn monroe

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

Feels locked out his house, he's browsing the streets of south,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Who was at my house taking care of dying granny

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Do you know what it's like to have the deck of cards stacked against you...

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.