This is a song about "Lock down"

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Gotta drop lock that man spill

Bolt up my door lock, been hearing money talks

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

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

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Looks back at the man, who's locked the lock

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

I'mma make it rain trick

Just feelin safe like lock pick,

Got rap to myself, got this thing on pad lock/

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

And they tryna to lock me down like they own that shit

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret