This is a song about "Back door"

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Went back to the crib with all the homies closed the door

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Banging on the back door,

You see i gotta go to war

I'll ring your bell like i'm goin door to door

Some old bitch that we did before

They make it worth more

You showed me to the door

Now our friendship got kicked out the door

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

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

I got something you've been waiting for

Cause once a whore steps through my door