This is a song about "Comebacks"

Play you, for what? you gonna play yourself

But i can tell you i got some comebacks myself

And my mind still reacts with better comebacks.

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

I held back my anger and comebacks

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Comes up with comebacks with in a minute no need for more

I'll beat you any day of the week with rhymes, comebacks, and shit i proclaim.

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

I'll beat you any day of the week with rhymes, comebacks, and shit i proclaim.

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame