This is a song about "Invite"

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

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

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Competitive niggas, door opens, i invite you in

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

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

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

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

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

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

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Gives an invite into sick acts dementure dreaming an sickening