This is a song about "Guards"

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

Now "bye" as the duster guards come on sweeping by.

// [you can call out your guards]

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

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

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

The guards keep me calm to stop the alarm and firearms

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

Your bars hard as guards knee cartilage

// [you can call out your guards]

Finish line with the tire marks

Perched on a large arch, lurking on ten restless guards,

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

And get caught, in the moment

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and