This is a song about "Toys on the floor"

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

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

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Sorry for what i did tears poured on the floor.

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

And laying them out into anagrams on the floor?

Semi's on the floor, please shut the door/

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

And nobody cant touch me when am on the floor.

And he kicked her tooth on the floor

The shit that i spit is more

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Livin on decks that hit the top floor

So it's probably the reason your on the floor

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for