Dubble Bubble popping slow
In my drop top
Glock cocked
Ready to blow
Through yo knock, knock
Knocking on yo door
Like where you at?
You know I wanna go
I swear I called
Yeah
Don't wanna bother you at all
Tall order
Summer, winter, fall, spring
Got me
Out of order
Down for the count
12 rounds
In your corner
I'll fight through it all for you
I know you hear the bell
Ringing
Yeah what are you thinking
Behind this locked door
Got more
Thoughts for
Your brain to breakdown
When I think
I breakdown
Because
Even though I'm angry
Man I should've stayed down
And there ain't going back
And there ain't fixing shit
And if there's one thing you taught me
I know that life's a bitch
And if you made it that far
I thought I could too
So Jenny please answer
It's your son Andrew
Please answer the door
The Door
The Door
The Door to the Otherside