This is a song about "Growing up on the corner"

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

It's insane, growing up, they told me, "don't go against the grain",

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Remember being on the corner like a fuckin' fiend

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

Spot of the eyes on the corner, that's why we oversized,

I got a green bag with them blue strands

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

The judgment day away is growing closer, on that dreaded noon,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Hangin' on the corner, lookin' real sporty