This is a song about "You keep own knocking but you cant come in"

Cant you get rich off your own track

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

I hear knocking on heaven's door, why don't you invite him in?

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

But i gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

That's aids to the ill

You cant keep up with this skill

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

The sun gives light cause it is the window

So he takes a dick pic, but its so small you cant see it in the image

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

I know your sad & you want me to come back but i cant

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

You fall in life, but you keep going

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing