This is a song about "Fences"

Sword swinging for the fences

And panned out, i'm all in love

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Seen corrupt cops buck shots,the little jits hoppin fences

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Hopped up over enough fences, call me hispanic/

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

I think found where your mind was

You should be tied to the fences,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

But now i'm dope and clearing fences

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

Now momma told me be careful who you love