This is a song about "Houses"

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

Flaunted spouses, and haunted houses

Moving houses for supposed whores

Huh, a metaphor of course

I start raiding these houses and blow in anger

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And talk about houses that they’ve burned to grounds,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

Many houses vacant,projects been baking,new cliques and crews formed

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Lit your houses on fire and deployed my parachute

When truly we're divided by our wealth, those lying snakes,

The houses can be more crazy than paranormal activity tapes.