This is a song about "Invite"

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

I'm knocking up on hell's door and it's lucifer, #invite #him #in,

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

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

I wanna invite all my best friends and family, so we can all chill and have our own fantasy,

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

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

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

Like, i got the peel so tell them fruits i got the juice you can invite em and see (vitamin c)

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

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

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

Everybody finger point in your direction

Invite me to yours, i wont be a slow show,

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow