This is a song about "Back to see my homies again back on the block back again"

I don't want to hear my name again, the shit's in the back,

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

My rhymes on hold but i'll be back again

When they here today what you say to them

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

I'm coming back to home again

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Alright we're back again, pop gats again

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Going back to them over and over again

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Ill have you back steppin slapperin travelling again

I've been to hell and back to hell then back to the hell again,

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them