This is a song about "Back in the saddle"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

In the far back near the corner trying to take it in,

It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

You want a fuck in the shack of the back

Ain't got no room in the back

This is why her nigga mad

Jimmy back me, child

In the back of my mind

Hit em in the back of the head

Lemonhead end up dead

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac