This is a song about "Corner"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

In the far back near the corner trying to take it in,

While i sit in the corner

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

Hoodrats on every corner

Fresh above the water

But i'm backed up into a corner like a rat/

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

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

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Walk around the corner, get a flier from a crier/

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her