This is a song about "Retreat"

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

When u see me at the doorstep,retreat..or i'll pluck ur balls out with forceps i don't give a shit/

Police'll retreat when seeing me primed and gleeful

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,

Spittin rhymes i'm on bros new beats a new girl and she got a couple of cheeks

Everybodys plot is deceit, when its not, its retreat cuz ill stomp ya, with cleats

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Your best bet might just be to retreat

And 'cause i need some sleep before my test, i'll retreat n' dream 'bout my wrongs i guess...

And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us

Super size future conversations be like hella high dropping beats no retreat sweeten up the weekend

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

You better off raising the flag and just retreat

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat