This is a song about "Closet"

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

The diamonds and the chains, closet of sheep coats,

If i had the option my closet be enormous

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Skeletons in my closet

It shows i know a bit

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Profit it's a empty closet

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

We all know she’s a closet whore,

That's just the beginning of war

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Was thrown into my closet, to make room for the chef.

The closet shelves are squeaking, the skeletons are peaking

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king