This is a song about "Fences"

Seen corrupt cops buck shots,the little jits hopping fences,

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

I can teach you all the sounds of love

You should be tied to the fences,

Seen corrupt cops buck shots,the little jits hoppin fences

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Sword swinging for the fences

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

But now i'm dope and clearing fences

Hopped up over enough fences, call me hispanic/

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick