This is a song about "Tj is going to sell a house"

Nothing is going to be the same

I wanted the money and never the fame

This is like love, that you can never get

Go to the house store, spend a little more, but fuck it

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

This home is lookin' like it's a flop house

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

To slaughter a house, cappin peels, starting from the backyard

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

I need a jail house to free my dogs

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

My music is my soul, can't sell it to someone else