This is a song about "Guard"

A working genius, a work of art

I'm like your own private guard

I don't need a life guard

No gimmick: real time, real heart

You lowered ur guard in-spite of offense

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

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

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Claims that he's hard, on guard and the best

That happen to act like a black president

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

I don't fuck with emotions, guard them like a sentinel

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble