This is a song about "Back down"

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Slowin/ time down and bring it back to jurassic

And to the fans, i'll never let you down again, i'm back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

As i fall back down and through the earth

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

But when shit goes down you're the first to turn their back

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Put that shit back on my shelf, started up dumb it down,