This is a song about "Raiding yards"

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

See, i like the person that you are

You're not so judge nice for these yards limiting

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

There are dead sheep in the yards, playing these cards is getting hard

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

But i do take miles, and fuck them yards

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I start raiding these houses and blow in anger

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

If its not couture, i will not go to her

And then send that bitch 50 yards like a kicker,