This is a song about "Lets throw a party"

House hidden, drop tops the sofas match

Throw a grenade at ya, can you catch?

You doing the berney at a little kids party

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Throw ya in a chopper,

Might fuck around, throw a grenade

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

After a night of barcadi, booze, a party ruse with gentlemen pretends

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Stuck on point like a dart throw

I'mma do this fast or slow