This is a song about "Toilets and fences"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Seen corrupt cops buck shots,the little jits hopping fences,

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

This boa, what's your motivation

Is cleanin toilets for lil kim!/

Grab the scissors and saws and

Put the purp in the blunt

And don't ever (and don't ever)

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Have sex on a highway in the lexus

But now i'm dope and clearing fences

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,