This is a song about "Backwards hats"

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Ass backwards, at last on these rap actors

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Awoke/ in a backwards world, heart panicked

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

I'll pick up your bill then shoot you dead and the tangueros will tip their hats

[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

I'll feed lupus into your beat's loops and retool the spool backwards