This is a song about "Floor"

Some old bitch that we did before

Timeout, sit on the floor

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

Otherwise there'd be two hits me hitting you and the floor

So tell me why are we at war

Shit... dropped the fork on the floor,

I got soul, there's more in store

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

And nobody cant touch me when am on the floor.

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

Bust rounds in they chest till they fall to the floor

Or knock it off, slam on the floor

I breed 'em like i'm going to war