This is a song about "Floor"

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

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

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

He lives in apartments, right on the first floor

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

The back is where they pushin the funk, drugs in the floor

When she looked we pretended to stare at the floor

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

Bust rounds in they chest till they fall to the floor

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

As soon as i walk in the door

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Sorry for what i did tears poured on the floor.