This is a song about "Back off dude"

I'll eat a rap for breakfast, fuckin wreck it then i burp and belch

Off track and lately i'm on edge, may be back but nearly fallin off the ledge

To start off i got more props than you so back off

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

On my back pack and grip tape. they made me take it off.

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Go back to home depot, dude cuz you're a tool

Off to work i go, back to this childhood

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Dont back off, come on and get bit

Im sayin one night my love is like that

But these freaking hispanic's won't get off my back

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track nigguh gotta come back

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