This is a song about "Back to nevember"

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

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

Bars designed to turn back time

And now these hoes are on my line

To get that backpack back tacked to my back, packed

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

Welcome back to the throne....

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Sit back,eat snack,watch me fuck you back to back

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Makin money back to back

Twista finna get up on the track

No, i need to go back, no i can't go back. i can't go back!

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