This is a song about "Don t need you back"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Top dropped down, black on black

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

But i get some niggas need to feel wanted, the day you came back is the day

With some lesbians that don't know english

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

You dudes fakin' your identity just like they need that bourne back.

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag