This is a song about "The boy next door"

// [when you walked through the door]

Of impactful things one can ask for

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

No that whore on the corner next to the four door

Hear the boy knocking at the games front door better let him in,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You showed me to the door

So tell me why are we at war

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door,

Then the world ain't no trick no more

// [when you walked through the door]

And i don't run counters no more

Or something that you paid for

Banging on the back door,

Not worrying if i'm the next

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet