This is a song about "Getting back together with the guy who broke up with you"

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass

But if i catch back up with you, i'l crack the backs off all of you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

I brittle your ribs, you the type of guy that fiddles with kids

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Guy came back the next day with his nose broke and six stitches

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

He used to wrestle with others in the wwe together

Jumped up with a broken back

Twista finna get up on the track

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

To bad dummy you ain't got skills to back it up with

And when i start to rise

Support the guy with white eyes