This is a song about "Floors"

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

We mop the floors with the whackest cliques

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Stoppin' the force and with rappers he's moppin' the floors,

Over there are the torture chambers, floors filled with brains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Slammed closed doors and crammed posed floors

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Or ill rip out your spinal cord,walk on it like vinyl floors,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Uneven-ed floors, like joeys cornelius flow might be psycho though, you trifling

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

I'm opening the doors! steppin up all the floors, sweating like hell, but

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

When you see her scrubbing my floors she looks like a slave to me.