This is a song about "Spook house"

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Sweatin' me like headband

600 benz, house six hundred grand

(what up dad?) do you remember breaking into our house?

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

This home is lookin' like it's a flop house

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

In my house i'm all alone

Whip, plane, motions own

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Ma became middle class, and we got a a nice house,

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

And the cops went to even go raid his house