This is a song about "Coming"

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Don't want to be the king

Tell them niggas we coming

Bars coming nice and fast

I start to think it's all planned

Coming to your door, knock knock

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

I was born to do the damn thing

You won’t see it coming

Bars coming nice and fast

Fucking hoes, no strings attached