This is a song about "Floor"

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

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

All we need is convienient love

The floor with your phrases,

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

Bust rounds in they chest till they fall to the floor

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

He lives in apartments, right on the first floor

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

And he kicked her tooth on the floor

His girlfriend walks in and drops to the floor

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Not relying on the light no more

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

You are hating and masturbating on your fucking floor

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for