This is a song about "Keys and locks"

My win ensured like pad locks.

I let you know you dealing with dogs

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

I grabbed the keys and drove to a detour/kissing and rubbing each other

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Heart and soul to death, she rushes to the bathroom door and locks it

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Searching thru a never ending loop of keys, all for different locks..

Keys on the keyhole overhead/ and an ipod in/

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Straight out my mind, and down through the keys.

Thieves and larceny, they rob your beads and bodily property, your apartment keys

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese