This is a song about "Fences"

You should be tied to the fences,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

But now i'm dope and clearing fences

As she goes through the levels

Seen corrupt cops buck shots,the little jits hoppin fences

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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

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

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

Sword swinging for the fences

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Hopped up over enough fences, call me hispanic/

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big