This is a song about "Guard"

I'm like your own private guard

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

Will still catch you niggas off guard like victims of surprise birthdays

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Whilst these others fucks workin security guard

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

She's your garden peach, you're her guard indeed, gonna charge, besiege

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Better guard ya brain cause i'm what they call insane.

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain