This is a song about "Back stabbin"

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back

Never goin back i aint ever lookin back

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

She was wet off the bat

Everybody sit back

Twista finna get up on the track

Turn around im hit ya back

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Now i'm taking it back

In their designer jean's back

Try to jack and i will attack

The baddest bitch is back

I'm about to snap

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Makin money back to back