This is a song about "Next door"

// [when you walked through the door]

Army stance, ready for war

No that whore on the corner next to the four door

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Ima go until my arm's sore

But we so poor, we got no door,

Or something that you paid for

A man around 40, he answers the door,

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Winding up left next to the back door after a fight that left your muscles tore

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

I'll be tapping both ways like a salesman goin' door to door,

That's just the beginning of war

// [when you walked through the door]

Keep coming back for more

You showed me to the door