This is a song about "Girls knees to the floor"

You can search but you'll never find

Floor it down the road to your mind

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

And listen to the sound of your blood slowly spillin' on the floor,

The pale skin and scrapped knees

Steal your love with ease

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

I used to talk to her for many hours rollin' on the floor.

Hurl the pendent and send it to them girls/

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Sit him on the floor, and if he get to bitching,

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king