This is a song about "Keys"

A flock uh waka talking on my walkie hit that bitch take her car keys

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

I stuck my keys in the frosty ignition

Riding around without a fuck given

Pianist playing with #locked #keys, calling me #cocky

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

It's him, it's me, the one holy, prodigy stashing keys like secrete

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Keys on the keyhole overhead/ and an ipod in/

Ain't shit phasing me, spitting dope like i'm cloaked in keys

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

I won't tell your secrets like i'm alicia keys.