This is a song about "Don t look behind you"

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

You don;t thin anymore

Something worth dying for

I got rich from a little struggle

Walk right behind you being invisible

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Until you go behind my back

If you think what you see on t v's bad

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

I've got everyone behind me minus you