This is a song about "Reed house"

He wares a linen cloths and a pair of reed sandals

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

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

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Since there were drugs all around the house

Bitch dont you get it, this is my house.

Yo we get the dank and bounce

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

My family's from the south, stayed at papa's house

Grow it in my red house

My garage full of cars that bounce

From the projects to the penthouse

Know i go ham lika brick house/