This is a song about "Houston"

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Acute, how you try to refute, obtuse fludes like juice dudes sip through in hous-ton/

They send us packin to houston and still they can't save her life.

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane