This is a song about "Toys on the floor"

Sorry for what i did tears poured on the floor.

Need i say more out in singapore

Found him laying pale and still on the bathroom floor

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Better change this attitude, unless i wanna be down on the floor

He lives in apartments, right on the first floor

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

And nobody cant touch me when am on the floor.

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Suddenly that weed falls out of the jar on the floor

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street