This is a song about "Corner"

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

In the corner of my eye, pairs of polka dot underwear

But go ahead and leave this baby on the corner all alone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Prolly on water, they all on water

You live in that cosy corner,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

But i'm not really working the corner,

Now they're in the corner cowering

I was born to do the damn thing

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Hoodrats on every corner

While i sit in the corner

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for