This is a song about "Right guard and armpits"

You should spend the night

Im being pulled left and right

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Trying so fucking hard to be the best known guard

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Come right back, get a mask and uzi

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And yall niggas right the flow

My ambition to blow

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

I don't need a life guard

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

And it was all right there

See i can only love you when you undressed

Claims that he's hard, on guard and the best