This is a song about "Trappin out the porch"

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

And sit back and watch the sun set on my porch, sip liquor,

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Ballin out, showin out, at the rendezvous

Holding back the anger i wanna shoot out

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

Punched the shit out of your consciousness, your light's out

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes

Get yours; you know what this about

The coldest bout to show out

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister