This is a song about "Door"

The shit that i spit is more

// [when you walked through the door]

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

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Walkin in and out of that sliding door

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

I'll ring your bell like i'm goin door to door

Semi's on the floor, please shut the door/

She leave her hair on the floor

And slid back north of course to pen more

Fucking hell, where's the door?

Saw somethin happenn next door

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more