This is a song about "The floor"

The tension builds and suddenly everyone drops to the floor,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

You ain't gotta worry no more

Wait for the trashers, pick em off the floor.

Im sweatin, blood and tears hit the floor

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

The back is where they pushin the funk, drugs in the floor

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

And there's little to be glad for

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

To burn this fucking court to the floor.

He lives in apartments, right on the first floor

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

The shit that i spit is more