This is a song about "Crossing borders"

Hard as mortars, guard the borders, hide the farmer daughters,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Crossing all the lines, time is only racing time

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Crossin' the borders of exploitation,

Take whats mine once i cross over borders

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Preferably on the train crossing line, fuck you

And if i do go you better come through

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

But takin a whole verse is crossing the line

Im crossing these odyssey's flawlessly

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

'till like illegal mexicans in texas, bitch we'll break borders,