This is a song about "Back up"

Kay we're back, up all night, kinda pensive

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Keep my back right side stay bloody flagged up, to geeked up,

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

Willingly, straight up i'm bringing the guru back

Back then you couldn't top up for me,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I love you though i'll still fuck

Turned my back to the past, gotten up

Since i was left with no hope

But i climbed back up that rope.

Sneak up on attack

Jumped up with a broken back

Can't win with a passive attack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back