Verse 1: Close the door don't be scared You know we shooting these shots in air You know that I do not have any fears I dont be feeling this shit in the air Looking at all of my shit yeah its clear uh yeah I just be singing all my woes And venting to my bros So leave me a wilting rose And then you go ahead and close the door so verse 2: I grew up in a town where that shit never comes around If you fear that you a pussy so you never came back around Got the windows tinted so you can't what my life like Aint no time to be like Mike Feel like im losing my life line I dont be poppin or shopping or rocking shit I guess you couldn't tell if I was too legit Coming around and I feel like it's obvious I'm closing the door aint no time for the audience