This is a song about "Louis h"

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Thought its h 2 o, got close to swal-lowing it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Ass cap, put em in the river

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

I'm a g; like the letter before h

That k o d a lil bit of change

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

H!yeah my friends aren't the best influences, but they provide me the most