This is a song about "Pogo sticks"

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

To something i don't deserve. words hurt more than sticks or stones.

Scrap back to the block cause it be bouncing like a pogo

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

Rapping swift as magic sticks & i ain't even fully woke

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

Now go home, or get jumped like a pogo

Pinning and sticks in its ways

Don't you fall from grace

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

Ten more depending on where wale going

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Frozen in dismay, set upon sticks high, bloodied just for show.

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

Don't harbour cut throats, blades and sticks with sinnin' intentions