This is a song about "Fence"

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

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

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

I know my calling's worth like phone card

// [you can fence in your yard]

Bitch you’re jumping over the wrong fence,

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

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

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

// [you can fence in your yard]

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense