This is a song about "Back a flicky out"

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Holding back the anger i wanna shoot out

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

First out the gate last back to class,

Okay now, back to life, out of the coma

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Look over your shoulder, i am a man now

Back then, this rap shit, i had it figured out, (how?)

Never lookin for a handout

That was back there when i was wallen out.

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

Send her back saying "thug life" like im pac and im out