This is a song about "Police at my door"

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Got the police bustin' at me/

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Here i am at the door can't find the keyhole

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

While you're here get the hell out and close my fucking door

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Got the police bustin' at me/

Chillin' with homies and family

Doctor: dear god, i should have called the police as soon as you walked thru that door

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

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

When they show up at the door theyll dance to the hip hop

I take a look at the floor, and then i hear the door

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore