This is a song about "Wheelers yard"

They don't hear my bark

// [you can fence in your yard]

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Go hard or out my yard

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

Come to the toor yard and my goon a give ya

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

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

At last i storm the yard tearin roofs apart as wind blows.

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Go hard or out my yard

No wonder why when times get hard