This is a song about "House of the scorpion"

And the cops went to even go raid his house

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

There's soda in the pot and the fire - burning

I'm sick of floatin' around the house wondering

You're uncool like my mother kin

Do you need a house of correction

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

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

Bigger than the white house its the black house attention

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

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