This is a song about "Cell door"

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

// [when you walked through the door]

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Now all cuzza you i'm fuckin dying in this cell

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

Been calmer than dahmer up in a prison cell

Yo i've been flowin since i was twelve and locked in a cell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Or something that you paid for

// [when you walked through the door]

Lower than my credit score

You showed me to the door