This is a song about "School yard"

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Go hard or out my yard

So rest your weary heart

You shook my world and it felt apart

// [you can fence in your yard]

All gotta do is stay in a front yard

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale

They don't hear my bark

Go hard or out my yard