This is a song about "Yard style"

Didn't wanna die kung fu style

It's real dog, i live in the fire

I know my calling's worth like phone card

// [you can fence in your yard]

Try to get wit my style

They say i don't never smile

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Snitches here don't got no heart

Just hide them in your yard

// [you can fence in your yard]

They don't hear the bark

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

Want the title but im always fighting under card

So i figured i could trust you to stay in the yard