This is a song about "To and fro"

Swear i'm trying to get through

To try and violate me to.

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

We're insane like little white dudes rocking a ‘fro,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

And nobody talks to him and nobody tries

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Skipping to conclusions and forgetting to weigh consequences,

I devastate detonate and elevate to

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

And speak to suburban kids

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

And you sick to your stomach

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Head to toe, face and feet,