This is a song about "Comin at you boy"

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

Comin' after me and then you fall into a master plan

Just a rebound comin after you for the hit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

So im comin back at you

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Where would i be without my dogs

'cause i'm comin' at you like a dark horse