This is a song about "24 po po at my door"

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

When they show up at the door theyll dance to the hip hop

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Getting high infront of the, po-lice, higher then i was before, see?

Everybody watching while you touching real money

So i keep moving with my movements set in motion, knowing if i keep at it i'll be chosen,

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open your door

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

I took a step into my new classroom door