This is a song about "Back door"

You showed me to the door

The shit that i spit is more

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Fuck ya'll haters, just open the fucking door

As he blocks bullets with the heli door

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

I'll be tapping both ways like a salesman goin' door to door,

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

// [when you walked through the door]

But we so poor, we got no door,

Army stance, ready for war

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

I'd sit back and kick whack flows i punched the door but

That's what rains for

You showed me to the door