This is a song about "Pub corners"

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Or the corner pub, and lift the whole liquor counter up

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Trying to forget the dark corners of my past

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Im not cuttin any corners io know this is the shit

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Now the corners close in on me, now i'm too square,

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

Pimps and thieves controlling 'em, and they patrollin' corners,

And corners, suddenly started to see fame and fortune,

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

I told her all about how we been living a lie

All corners of the globe got the world hanging from my