This is a song about "Get back bitc"

Nothing back i get miserable

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Get back i'll show you the way

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

We gotta get back to what really matters

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Taking u back , cuz i had get

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

I suggest you get the fuck back

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time