This is a song about "Back on my shit"

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I put my shoes and jacket on and get my schoolbag on my back

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

Same game, same blood, same coat on my back

? all white but the phantom is all black

Talking shit behind my back will get you smacked

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

For the shit i signed my name on

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Demand he send me back just so i can shit on your face,

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

Dreams of having my shit played back on popular stereo

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/