This is a song about "Floor waxers"

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

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

When she looked we pretended to stare at the floor

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

I've been pinned to this floor,

Bust rounds in they chest till they fall to the floor

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Wealthy tuition, floor already crimson

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

On the slow jam of love

The floor with your phrases,

Better change this attitude, unless i wanna be down on the floor

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for