This is a song about "Fence"

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

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

Rap is a prejudicial fence i'm splitting

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

While a sit on the fence, hence the reason why i'm tense

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

You gotta learn how to get over something before you jump the fence.

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Got caught on a fence, went to jail, but stay truck fit

// [you can fence in your yard]

They don't hear the bark

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Paint a picture in your head and ask why the fuck is that fence dull