This is a song about "Ladies in da house"

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

Pronounced score, g silent, & still believe in da lord

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

In my house i'm all alone

And it's well known that rell home

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Grow it in my red house

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

When ya first stabbed me in da past,

Listen, these niggas is tripping

You're in another crack house drinking,

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

In his daily trisector, dissecting ladies in the sector.