This is a song about "Bring it back you on crack son"

You should be. and when you feel too high, bring it back down when the

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Your bitch can't get enough of it, got her hooked on it like crack.

It is said to be more powerful than god on crack,

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

Come on pick'em up, bring me back..bring me back!!!

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Back of your mind, i know you wanna stop me son

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

Planin that come back shit like you cookin crack?

Let's bring it back to that vintage slim, bitch!

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Slowin/ time down and bring it back to jurassic

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit