This is a song about "Lair"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

The flight of stairs into the devil's lair, who the hell cares,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures

My rooms a dragon's lair

From out of nowhere

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Rather have a better lover then a lame lair

They're tryin to say that i don't care

I'll take a bitch to my lair

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Back to the lair, son, you're still stuck wit an ugly duck, chum

You showed satan that he ain't a mayor getting him in his lair

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

I am not a lair just speak defamation

Anyways give it up the capital the nation