This is a song about "Fence"

Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time

I didn't know what i was up against, they put the gun in my hand and the next day i was up the fence

Worried and scared, knowing i'm going to see the cemeterymust be prepared in this cold world, no one cares

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

They're slittin' their wrists, missiles hit, hittin' the picket fence,

Hope all over again, we can start

// [you can fence in your yard]

Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Bitch you’re jumping over the wrong fence,

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

// [you can fence in your yard]

February cold as my heart