This is a song about "Back around"

You're lumbering around,

We don't care if niggas locked out

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Not the other away around let's take this shit back!!!!!!

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Cocking it back, dicking it around, watching it explode like a water pump

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Either sit back and get slapped around, or clap the pound

I had my life turned around but the white flag ain't down, looks like we're going back around

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Can't wait to see your karma come back around i am not coming back

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Till i turned that bitch around

When i come around i dont fuck around

My tires align with the play, but the times out