This is a song about "Party commander"

Now it might sound cocky

Toast, toast to the party!

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

See i am the master and the commander

Look it something they can't ever see

If you just came here to party,

Makes for a hell of party

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I'm commander coop, making obsolete every single other pair of troops

But peroxide's in my routes its shady that i've forgot my fucking roots

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

The party house, now don't be shy

Tell mummy i'm sorry, this life is a party

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby