This is a song about "Tile floors"

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

When you see her scrubbing my floors she looks like a slave to me.

Lock your doors, you want more? get you knocked to the floors

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Slammed closed doors and crammed posed floors

Shots, they back and forth

I'm opening the doors! steppin up all the floors, sweating like hell, but

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Over there are the torture chambers, floors filled with brains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Or ill rip out your spinal cord,walk on it like vinyl floors,

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Creep along the tile floor, feeling like a roach

Its a new era time for a different approach

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

This is the kings buffet, i'm serving all you whores stick to ya day job mopping floors