This is a song about "Three six four knocking at your door"

I reel them in, goadomes on see

At the age of fuckin three

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Unless when you look at the mirror on your door

I got something you've been waiting for

Smash into your four-by-four door ford in a honda accord,

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

God is at my window but the devils at my door

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she