This is a song about "Back in the saddle"

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

And everybody bandwagoned up in the saddle,

Lord papi chulo, better duck and hide, you suck dick in the saddle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

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

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Straight stabbing rap, right in the back

Went to school and sat in the back

There's crack, there's crack

You got reason to brag

Help me with something in the back