This is a song about "Keys to the zebra"

Grab the keys and head for the receptionist

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

So i conceived a scheme/and retrieved the keys/inside my mind and sealed it shut.

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

But michigan's got the keys to the trinity of rap

I show her the badge on the keys of my car

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

So call alica keys, cause #no #one is going to stop me from going ham on the universe/

You wanna ride? shit man i'll give you the keys man

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang