This is a song about "Three doors down"

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Lock your doors like tupac shakur, got shotguns drawn,

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

Before your roll get popped

I always left doors slammed and locked,

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

Cause time is money

At the age of fuckin three

Just drop your guns and knock on heavens doors

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Fuck, i was number three,

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

I fell through the glass doors, started causing a scene