This is a song about "Tarp house"

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Alright i'm at the house.

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Know i go ham lika brick house/

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

Than other people do in their entire house

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

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Bigger than the white house its the black house attention

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Grow it in my red house

My garage full of cars that bounce

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Screw killing beats, enter house with a handgun

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

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