This is a song about "Door hand"

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

I'll be tapping both ways like a salesman goin' door to door,

Saw somethin happenn next door

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Not relying on the light no more

You showed me to the door

And you ain't gotta go to war

You showed me to the door

Now our friendship got kicked out the door

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

And i don't run counters no more

You showed me to the door

I'll smack you with either hand

Scrilla fan, oh boy and