This is a song about "Worked the corner by the stop sign"

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

Now the devil has a contract to sign

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

B lo stand up keep my niggas on the corner

A little worked up so i'll relax with the pax

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

Now they're in the corner cowering

You love pretending like your love for learning

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Am i fighting for the right thing god give me a sign

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

But go ahead and leave this baby on the corner all alone