This is a song about "Guards"

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

He rigs the raid, guards knees buckles, for god sakes he's gonna beat em till his skull crunches

The guards keep me calm to stop the alarm and firearms

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

Rioting with two .45's on me residing to the side of me like body guards who'd fight for me//

// [you can call out your guards]

Please correct me, stretch marks

Got some prison guards keeping bastards captive,

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

She got me caught up in the moment

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

// [you can call out your guards]