This is a song about "Backs"

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Breaking down niggas backs like a chiropractor

Didn't do a thing at all

When my backs against the wall

The brightest rap. i got plaques with gold backs

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

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

To their backs and attract the black on black

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

That it snaps fast and the backlash will crack backs

That the only motherfucker that backs him up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Them they never left me lonely/ remember the kick backs that we had / man

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can