This is a song about "Elevator"

He runs back o the elevator, runs and slams his door,

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

I'mma let you hang chick

You make elevator music

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Stuck on the elevator, perfect moment

Ass bouncin up and down faster than a elevator

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

On another level shit, elevator to my mind

On the elevator or escalator

And then along came the wrong man for her

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

I make elevating music, you make elevator music