This is a song about "Fence"

// [you can fence in your yard]

See, and now life seem hard

Because our exams become the challenging fence

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Couldn't put myself in bed d 2 quick to hop a fence

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket

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

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

// [you can fence in your yard]

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park