This is a song about "Back to bavk"

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Been to hell before yeah i came back

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

To get that backpack back tacked to my back, packed

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Try to hit us , we hit back

To push this faggots cork back

The third one is mixed, white and black

Back to back we crack 'em back, platinum plaques stackin',

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

Try to push back i pull back/

This is why her nigga mad

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

I'm coming back with a bloody back to bring ya lost flow back,

Going into crime its time to fight back

Can't win with a passive attack