This is a song about "Lard"

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

The vacancy that sat in my heart

We raiders of the lost ark

Or just a fat ass lard

No wonder why when times get hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

In this graveyard, im still a fat lard,

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Like a small garage in your backyard

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard