This is a song about "Key and lock"

Youre fucked, ur the lock, ima key,and youre shocked? thought i cheat?

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

I cock block shit, pop and lock it, blow like snot rockets,

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

Coming at each other's throats so perfectly just like how every lock has it's own individual key.

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

In a slump, a vicious wreck, lock and hold the nation,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

On they twitter writing novels, see

And pleads the key of mercy,