This is a song about "Door store"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

My money is on clearance cuz there's more in store

I've got more rhymes off the chain than an independent store,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

// [when you walked through the door]

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

You showed me to the door

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

// [when you walked through the door]

And slid back north of course to pen more

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

You question wasting money on those papers at the store

My all gold rolly or the

A store that dosen't get a

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store

But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more