This is a song about "I came out of my house"

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

My house was commandeered, i'm all out of dough

But somehow, i came out on top

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

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

Killed you before you came out of your mothers whome boom bitch i'm here i probably

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I remember the phone call to my house my mom kicking me out,

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Came back where i was raised, my city orlando,where i see a bunch of condos

The man of the house came out and said he shot you in the head

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Died before that video came out of miley giving head/

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet