This is a song about "Diss track on jacob"

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Tackling! right there on your instruments playing! right there on the track

Aces & lt on the track/

Try to jack and i will attack

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

And there's no way i can pay you back

Thinking of how to get on track

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

I started out goin soft on the track

So listen to the words that i preach on this track

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

If i bleed on a beat, i got greed for a track

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

When that money calls i holla back