This is a song about "Bang him to the curb"

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Than i take your girl kick her to the curb

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

And drinking but ever since ive walked threw the door ive been wanting to bang

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

On the right lane, where the curb lay

For a perfect mother’s day

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

Sat on the curb, since birth, my mental issue is earth,

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,

Leaves yours sitting on the curb

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

And i can get em all without lots of effort