This is a song about "Come back to me love"

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Why must you make me come back to you and then make you eat it

And a back rub come slut give me a reason to reply

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Then i come back to my mom's body

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

It will always come back and haunt me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

On they twitter writing novels, see

Come on girl won't you love me

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Ill come back to the scene tomorrow

God heard my verse and decided mankind's to malevolent to come back.

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

Because i’m ready to come back home/