This is a song about "Crossing guards"

And i tried to warn you, but you niggas kept crossing over the line

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Perched on a large arch, lurking on ten restless guards,

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive

Got some prison guards keeping bastards captive,

// [you can call out your guards]

Finish line with the tire marks

Im crossing these odyssey's flawlessly

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

// [you can call out your guards]

Please correct me, stretch marks

You know i be teasing, though

Crossing bitches like tick tack toe