This is a song about "Keys"

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open your door

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

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

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

All the time with this glock of mines

To give them their keys to their drives

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

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

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

I grabbed my keys, ran straight to my car

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Alicia keys needs to improve her grammar

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

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep