This is a song about "Parliament house"

About the niggas who fucked you everyday inside your house

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

And getting money is the song i sing

You're in another crack house drinking,

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

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

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

My house big yo house small you runnin outta space i'm so hot i heat up yo fireplace

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

So y'all niggas can fly

The party house, now don't be shy

Start beef bigger then your spouse

Know i go ham lika brick house/

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

And the cops went to even go raid his house