This is a song about "Doors"

Tricker treat.. trigger threat knock on your doors like its halloween/

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

And if i'm down with this banging shit

That doors been closed, and i'm itchin' to latch it.

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

I'm the lord who hauls souls to the doom doors

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Parachute in, bust down ya doors

I fell through the glass doors, started causing a scene

Your developmental league don’t see a team

Now give me what i ask for before i kick in back doors

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And if you tired of this beef ill show you to the doors

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse