This is a song about "Next door"

And i don't run counters no more

I watched you walk out that door,

And slid back north of course to pen more

// [when you walked through the door]

Who did it before

// [when you walked through the door]

Fucking hell, where's the door?

I got soul, there's more in store

Summer time, different shore

A man around 40, he answers the door,

You ain't gotta worry no more

You showed me to the door

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Banging on the back door,

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

I'm understanding that bull like a matador