This is a song about "Electronical back scratchers"

Back and forth, and then back again

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Never goin back i aint ever lookin back

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

I'm coming back relaxed with my head back

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Can you answer back, answer back

Makin money back to back

I'm about to snap

This is why her nigga mad

Went back on the way back back

The third one is mixed, white and black

So im'ma stand at your back

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back