This is a song about "Houses"

I start raiding these houses and blow in anger

I got something you've been waiting for

Lit your houses on fire and deployed my parachute

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Moving houses for supposed whores

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

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

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

Flaunted spouses, and haunted houses

The houses can be more crazy than paranormal activity tapes.

And since the economy's failing well you know all the names,

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord