This is a song about "Diss track on arial"

But you hate them navel kisses

Twice now you're back on track not with

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Who thinkin' they're big shots? runnin' on the fast track,

This is why her nigga mad

So i jump back on this track

I got my life back on track

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

I am the illest the mother fucker when i'm on the track,

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack