This is a song about "Invite"

So i happen to phil jacksons along the way with this talking

Mic me up and invite me into your home, you're doing the right thing

Gives an invite into sick acts dementure dreaming an sickening

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

Like her tight bright pink ripe smitten that i have no invite,

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

I'ma kill the flow and invite witnesses

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

You invite men over and ask for it rough

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

I hear knocking on heaven's door, why don't you invite him in?

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I wanna invite carl cuz hes my dad, he always has me feelin the opposite of sad,

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

Competitive niggas, door opens, i invite you in