This is a song about "Losing your house"

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Put your raggedy house up nigga or shut your mouth up

Laying low and your losing what the fuck do you think

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

Bitch. you fuckin yo dog in back of your house.

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.

In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Fuck a drive by ill walk up to your house and toss bricks

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Champagne is on the house, cocaine is in your mouth, your neck is knotted

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick