This is a song about "Close that door"

I'm sure that some come close, but unfortunately, not of this world.

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

So cower when you hear that loud knock at your door,

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

A name that makes the game cringe, it ain't too close to call,

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

But hey, let's just take that door off it's hinges,

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

I close the washroom door hoping for a day without doom

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Anything,just get back that times and close the gate

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

As soon as i go home and close the door

Yet me and that man whose once my bully, we just grew close

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those