This is a song about "Knocking"

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Ya bitch bopping topping slober knocking

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

I hear knocking on heaven's door, why don't you invite him in?

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Sayin shit, knocking bitches out with super saiyan fists

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

I'm knocking you faggots down like you're pawns, and i'm ready to put this shit in check mate!

Em starting, 50 staring, gaga, game starting

Sitting loose sipping booze came knocking