This is a song about "Sara house"

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Start beef bigger then your spouse

Foundation till i built my house

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

In my house i'm all alone

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

And the cops went to even go raid his house

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

600 benz, house six hundred grand

You're in another crack house drinking,

So get up, its time to start nation building

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

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

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

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