This is a song about "Oc in tha building"

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

If i got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating

The stars is in the building, they hands is to the ceiling

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

Blista in tha upper body, bring em' up so quick i

I seen it all from barry farms to sursum corda

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/

True nigga in the building getting paper under the ceiling,

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

In my drawsring, ring, ring

I've made it in the building

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

When i step in the building

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Man look we are at our house,dad still here and mom on the couch