This is a song about "Porch"

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

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

I say my goodbyes and walk out the porch door

Cause, when i talk they don't just watch

I’m a mash ya bitch wed ma porch

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Sit on crates on my porch watching with a loaded rifle,

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

The ice ain't really nothing to her

She can make a pimp fall in love

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

Don't believe me, just watch

Nigga i'm a beast on the porch

Stand on your porch and ill introduce

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth