This is a song about "Bounce"

Dont bother to bounce back cause im without a doubt da toughest/

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

And if we fall or fail we will bounce back

Bounce, nod your head, and party while you can,

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Words hit my ear-drums - bounce-off - brain churns but can't get through it

Throw me to the damn wall like tennis ball still i'll bounce back

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

And you know you wanna bounce to this beat

All my niggas hit that zan, and all my ladies bounce that back

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Heystop running your mouth

Miss you more with no bounce