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

Or do i zing u four door thunder solace tricks

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

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

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

So when i kick in the door, not waving the four four

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

So cower when you hear that loud knock at your door,

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

The three six are the reason i got into writing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

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