This is a song about "Swedish house mafia"

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

And the cops went to even go raid his house

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

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

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

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

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

You're in another crack house drinking,

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

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

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

In my house i'm all alone