This is a song about "Crossing guards"

// [you can call out your guards]

I got these tats all on my arms

Crossing the lines fillin up a clean sheet

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

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

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

The guards keep me calm to stop the alarm and firearms

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Bitch ill fuck you up; call your body guards.

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Now i'm rising up and fighting, ain't no guards, fuck protection,