This is a song about "Wheelers yard"

All gotta do is stay in a front yard

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Like a small garage in your backyard

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

A working genius, a work of art

// [you can fence in your yard]

Come to the toor yard and my goon a give ya

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

I ran over to the neighbors yard to ask them if they saw you

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Go hard or out my yard