This is a song about "Grave yard days"

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

Every kid in the school yard

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

// [you can fence in your yard]

So rest your weary heart

You want to step on my yard,

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Just hide them in your yard

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

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

His conscience can take him to his grave

But i know i see better days