This is a song about "Porch"

Saw the house she ran up in and shot her fuckin' porch up

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

I say my goodbyes and walk out the porch door

And there's little to be glad for

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

You see i gotta go to war

I'll come up on yo porch, knock on your door

Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Everybody outside on the porch,radio blasting neighbors telling us to turn it down

I'm hearing familiar sounds familiar smells, only time can tell whos gonna run this town.

And sit back and watch the sun set on my porch, sip liquor,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for