This is a song about "Door wall work"

And golden mall with a golden wall

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

I also have a cutie to call

When my backs against the wall

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

You showed me to the door

Or something that you paid for

I am not the only one

The wall being the victim

Throw two hunid against the wall,

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

Goin off the wall like vans-

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Rifle from the wall just call me chekhov,

Where would i be without my dogs