This is a song about "To and fro"

Head to toe, face and feet,

Cause they right down the street

On the slow jam of love

And soon to be enormous

And nobody talks to him and nobody tries

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

No one-half and i hate math

And you just want to get to class

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

And bend me to comply

Then i gotta say peace to you

To try and violate me to.

And peace to this young warrior,

Listen to every word that i slur

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

And you sick to your stomach