This is a song about "Open door policy"

Open the door he see his family beside me

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Something worth dying for

Banging on the back door,

That's why you'll find her on the floor

You showed me to the door

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I've been fucking fronting with you since i kicked open the damn door.

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

And dream bout you get into your heart core , with a thorn open a door

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

"open the door, fucker, im here"