This is a song about "Dripping on the floor"

He lives in apartments, right on the first floor

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Suddenly that weed falls out of the jar on the floor

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

So it's probably the reason your on the floor

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

Turn it up a little more

And nobody cant touch me when am on the floor.

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

And there's no closing the door on this, my foot's on the floor.

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Drop it on the floor, she's coming