This is a song about "Dripping on the floor"

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

He didn't answer back but he bled all on the floor

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Drop it on the floor, she's coming

Timeout, sit on the floor

So tell me why are we at war

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

Sorry for what i did tears poured on the floor.

"i love you" he said on top of the balcony floor

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

I'm drinking voltage so i be spitting current on the floor

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

And nobody cant touch me when am on the floor.

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

*boom boom* the cops bust in, he's dead on the floor,