This is a song about "Back up on the beat"

Beat up, tortured and all the bruises

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Went back on the way back back

This is why her nigga mad

I'm burnin up on the beat while y'all niggas crackle and sizzle

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Picked the blade back up and put it on the side of my neck.

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Can't win with a passive attack

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

I beat up ya wifey, find me drumming on her spine.