This is a song about "Door hand"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

A man around 40, he answers the door,

That's why you'll find her on the floor

But we so poor, we got no door,

// [when you walked through the door]

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

As he blocks bullets with the heli door

All your education goes straight out the door

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Banging on the back door,

Something worth dying for

To get to hold your hand

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Lower than my credit score

You showed me to the door