This is a song about "Swedish house mafia"

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

Look how we going to get out of this cook house

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Screw killing beats, enter house with a handgun

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

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

And the cops went to even go raid his house

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

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

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

You're in another crack house drinking,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Grow it in my red house

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Bitch. you fuckin yo dog in back of your house.