This is a song about "Can t back down"

Like hoes down in magic city

So i can tear down a fuckin tree,

But you can always change and come back

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

You need to shut up, back up, and back down

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

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

This is why her nigga mad

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

This prada make me shallow

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

I drive that all around

When they bring it back down

Back down, before i cook you like rice.

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live