This is a song about "Local parties"

Tappin' models, leaving parties, putting the ac in throttle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

I wanted the money and never the fame

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

I remember all the block parties, music, and the robberies,

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Weekend parties go quick no bluff,out of time it tends to suck