This is a song about "Motel"

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Because then you will awake in a motel, well better yet a cell

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Wrote well, spoke well, no murder in a motel,

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Welcome to fagville, population: you, and your girl at the motel. isn't life a hell?