This is a song about "Guard"

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Hard as mortars, guard the borders, hide the farmer daughters,

Blasting out some backyard

I don't need a life guard

Know give me a head start

I'm like your own private guard

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

I got pissed one day and threw piss on a guard,

I drink blood, and im parched, so you better guard

Hope all over again, we can start

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

But i tell it how it is parents better keep your guard

Trying so fucking hard to be the best known guard

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard