This is a song about "Back side of the muscular system"

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Who's from, the other side of the street, we bury it,

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

The right side of my brain be

20 racks really thats sneaker money

You got ripped son, from front to back and side to side,

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

You're bad fashion, i'm crashin' into the side and back of a

We getting money, you can face the facts

Yep that's the world on the other side of the tracks

Vijay singh and all of them

Into the star system