This is a song about "Shut the door shut the door"

So tell me why are we at war

// [when you walked through the door]

Looked around the room that's when i seen her bedroom door shut

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

And i don't run counters no more

// [when you walked through the door]

You showed me to the door

I ain't happy with the score

The art of war

You showed me to the door

Shut the fuck up, sing the song

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Im seated by the floor

You showed me to the door

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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