This is a song about "Enter"

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I enter your realm with pure focus

The glare makes me hard to find

Bad thoughts enter our mind

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Enter a mist, twist, barrel role and all that shit.

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

So i can hear the spikes enter his organs 'n' intestines

Hot bars to enter train me, and a platform to express me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

And i'll toss this key when i enter alone,

And as soon as you enter...

I am much better