This is a song about "Point guard"

Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

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

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Hard as mortars, guard the borders, hide the farmer daughters,

She's your garden peach, you're her guard indeed, gonna charge, besiege

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Better guard ya brain cause i'm what they call insane.

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Im a shooting star like a point guard, with this booming bar i can say i never joined hard

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Watch each others backs and guard your command post