This is a song about "House of representatives"

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

My house was commandeered, i'm all out of dough

Alright i'm at the house.

In 2 to 6 hours

Of the white house who portray the u.s. as marvelous,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

Do you need a house of correction

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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

Still the pain recites at it's own heights, heard from all levels of the house

Of the white house who portray the u.s. as marvelous,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was