This is a song about "Backs"

Niggas acting hood, breaking backs like acne

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

That the only motherfucker that backs him up

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

So kicking backs the only place i'll find my peace of mind

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

To their backs and attract the black on black

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Snap-backs, battleaxe, life is great perhaps

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

That it snaps fast and the backlash will crack backs

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

You a pimple on the back of rap, with snap backs stacked like the gats i pack

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

The hurt continues to haunt me still till this day/ flash backs of