This is a song about "Taylor breaking up with dave in his own house"

The cracked up mirrors in your house show proof

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

While news coverage is on breaking news up in wales

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Kicked out of his own house by one of his own daughters

And scott larock the super ho back in latin quarters

All for dough to close the mouths of the hungry sons whom she bestowed her vows

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

No other rapper in cypher with god could hold his own

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Live in a big house , shit they even own a chopper.

And i be countin' money till i pass out

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

Breaking up with a friend is hard to do but there will be a hero

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though