This is a song about "House of slater"

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

Bitch. you fuckin yo dog in back of your house.

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

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

Kicked out of his own house by one of his own daughters

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

Who was at my house taking care of dying granny

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

House full of babes look like marilyn monroe

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/