This is a song about "Shack"

Yo poor ass probably live with your mom in a shack

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

Traded living 20 feet from the bodega 'n' chicken shack for aluminum siding

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

You want a fuck in the shack of the back

But i gather that cash like hacka shack

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,