This is a song about "Bone yard"

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

// [you can fence in your yard]

Together all the timethought it was true love

Bone her, cause she said i could bone it as a bonus,

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

You want to step on my yard,

Know give me a head start

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Rape a bitch, rampart, im dorner outside the la court yard

A working genius, a work of art

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,