This is a song about "Posted pn the porch"

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

The cat pissed on my porch? bitch don't do it again,

On the slow jam of love

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

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

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

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

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

Stand on your porch and ill introduce

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

The more battles the better the flows

Everything i wanted never seem so close