This is a song about "Penn manor"

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

Time to get dressed up cry at court

For this, i thank the lord

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

Pass any court date without a trail,

Before us accordingly in court of order to speak

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Come see me in my court, scoring them threes.