This is a song about "War at my door"

My war and my weapon is all i have

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Cause once a whore steps through my door

Summer time, different shore

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Your still in your crib at home while i'm making the streets a war zone

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

It's like my life is a war,

I took a step into my new classroom door

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

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

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

'cause even when i'm sitting on my ass, i'm at a war too

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

I take a look at the floor, and then i hear the door