This is a song about "Fences"

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

You should be tied to the fences,

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

Seen corrupt cops buck shots,the little jits hoppin fences

Hopped up over enough fences, call me hispanic/

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

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

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

Sword swinging for the fences

On the slow jam of love

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

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

But now i'm dope and clearing fences

Damn, they wanna label me a menace