This is a song about "The doors"

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Just drop your guns and knock on heavens doors

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Rummaged through the cupboards and doors

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

And if you tired of this beef ill show you to the doors

I know a little girly from uptown

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

I put these poems all in these songs

Rummaged through the cupboards and doors

Now give me what i ask for before i kick in back doors

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Stand clear of the closing doors, as the train leaves the station

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Lock your doors like tupac shakur, got shotguns drawn,