This is a song about "Wheelers yard more like my backyard"

And by the way i'mma start

// [you can fence in your yard]

Dippers and pipers, it's sad shawty, but this is life

Use my stiletto flows? not the shoes, no, more like the knife.

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

They don't hear the bark

// [you can fence in your yard]

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Its like my heart is breakin in more than two

Body with no regrets in the backyard next to my pets,im never dissin these

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please