This is a song about "Scripps ranch"

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Your girl knows how to ride, tell her to join my ranch.

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

But five years from now i bet she see

Had a place in history

U never being home,

I'm in tha zone

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

The window is sharing my place