This is a song about "Legislative branch senate house of representatives"

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Who was at my house taking care of dying granny

Bring my name up, it gotta be mentioned

And good if you senate and never menaced.

Do you need a house of correction

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

But once established we living lavish, like the house of versi, paris,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Of the white house who portray the u.s. as marvelous,

Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.