This is a song about "Pokemon in the house"

Champagne is on the house, cocaine is in your mouth, your neck is knotted

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

All the motherfuckers in the house say yeh.

The half black jewish canadian, eh?

The cracked up mirrors in your house show proof

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

You knock in my house i'll be opening the door for yo

Than other people do in their entire house

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

The man of the house came out and said he shot you in the head

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Ill run in yo house and let the smoke fire

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer