This is a song about "Door knobs"

Fucking hell, where's the door?

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

You're a slut out of reality sucking virtual knobs,

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

Banging on the back door,

// [when you walked through the door]

Some old bitch that we did before

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

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

As he blocks bullets with the heli door

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Lower than my credit score

Saw somethin happenn next door

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

Now our friendship got kicked out the door