This is a song about "New house"

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

You're in another crack house drinking,

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

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

Start beef bigger then your spouse

Grow it in my red house

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Screw killing beats, enter house with a handgun

Mouse slowly carouse to rat, as swings the bat, robbing house after house

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

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

And the cops went to even go raid his house

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen