This is a song about "Front yard"

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

And more than confident

Look, baby doll, don't lie or front

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Come to the toor yard and my goon a give ya

Beautiful are thou, africa

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Snitches here don't got no heart

So rest your weary heart

Every kid in the school yard

So i figured i could trust you to stay in the yard

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard