This is a song about "Cell door"

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

What you thought you was escapin welcome to your cell

// [when you walked through the door]

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

You showed me to the door

Army stance, ready for war

Fucking hell, where's the door?

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

I got so many bars i feel like im in a jail cell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

And you ain't gotta go to war

You showed me to the door