This is a song about "Lock and keys"

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

And scared he married o'hare the moment illinois put him in lock

Now me and my homies got the keys to the nation

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Grab the keys and head for the receptionist

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Tryin fuckin knock us and lock us

I'm a magician so please focus

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

And you can't lock me down so what you gonna do?

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Keys on the keyhole overhead/ and an ipod in/

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

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Where my niggas pop rocks and lock glocks, know not,