This is a song about "Lost keys"

Straight out my mind, and down through the keys.

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

It's weak-ful, i don't preach! i tap keys to each beat!

I lost mona,i lost wife

Before we see it's hard to live

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

To give them their keys to their drives

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

Oh please,if hiphop opens the door to success its 'cause i got all the keys/