This is a song about "Silver door"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

You showed me to the door

Army stance, ready for war

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

Keep coming back for more

// [when you walked through the door]

And only one silver chain to be flashing.

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Fucking hell, where's the door?

Ima go until my arm's sore

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold