This is a song about "My house"

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

My family's from the south, stayed at papa's house

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

So many leftover bottles at my house i got like twelve

Yeahi tell my niggas pick the target out

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

In my house i'm all alone

So is dr. j and moses malone

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

Everybody in the house was swingin' on my style,

We can talk things over a little a while

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

My rhymes will have you living from house to car