This is a song about "Flashback"

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

A flashback to the days where i used to backtrack on my raps

Suddenly a flashback hit me in the back shit,

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Shoot you in the spine, trigger a flashback in the back of the alley

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Backpackers, slackers, like flapjack, let's backtrack, a flashback.

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap