This is a song about "Key and locks"

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Like a doorway to success in front of me and i had the key

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

This doors closed in his mind and locked more or so, he's lost the key

Walk in say high to the dude wearin dread locks

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Goldie locks, goldie robs

Watching for hollow-tip shots

While i'm making history

And pleads the key of mercy,

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

With chilled feet i just grinned and started to key things

Give me the key, i’ll try and take it baby

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy