This is a song about "Coming back and fighting"

The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

The fact yah's not coming back and that you lost the throne....

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

If these motherfuckers stop us, then we're fighting 'em back,

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Im the best thats up and coming,

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

But one day we will all come fighting back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Coming straight at yah watch yah back

Can't win with a passive attack

Rat-a-tat-tat, your done 'n sacked, and there's no coming back,

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Im leaving this city, dont plan on coming back