This is a song about "Toilets and fences"

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

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

But now i'm dope and clearing fences

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I call it speaking tongues

Always knew where the pot was

Sword swinging for the fences

And a fridge and some broccoli

Third ward general, young cash money

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,