This is a song about "Backwards"

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats

Bone your girl in stelleto's, we do it backwards; memento

No rims on my benz-o, just tint ho and good endo

[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I'll rap you backwards till you throw up forbidden applesauce

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Am i in a backwards world, the oceans frozen

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Clocks tick backwards for hours as teachers stand rhyming in reverse,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Read that backwards then you'll understand

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Ass backwards, at last on these rap actors

Talking about the god you serve