This is a song about "At the door"

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

When you spit you flow goes at the door slow and soon hits floor, bang dead,

You showed me to the door

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Semi's on the floor, please shut the door/

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

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

A man around 40, he answers the door,

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Hear the boy knocking at the games front door better let him in,

As he blocks bullets with the heli door

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

God is at my window but the devils at my door

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Fuck ya'll haters, just open the fucking door