This is a song about "Declaration of indeoendence"

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

We raiders of the lost ark

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Once upon a time not long ago

Return of the king of flow

Thoughts of immortality

But make sure if they do see