This is a song about "Shut my door"

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

I had to shut em out, then my dick died down.

Lower than my credit score

Semi's on the floor, please shut the door/

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

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

Under pressure no sweat, my pores are shut

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

I'm so ballin' i could sell you crack right out my front door

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut,

I got soul, there's more in store

Cause once a whore steps through my door

Go in the room and shut the bedroom door and wake up in an ambulance

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks