This is a song about "Swedish house mafia"

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

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

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

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

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

About the niggas who fucked you everyday inside your house

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

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

She don’t give her nigga head

Bought a new house, kitchen & bed!