This is a song about "Back at it"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

When i look back at me

Then i'm back at it, back in hazmats, breaking bad addictions back, im a rap addict"

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

Im back at there house now there panicking

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Attempts at assassination caught the shot threw it back

Now my team comin right back at u

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Though, to get back at point you suck at rapping

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Back at it again all this money that i spend