This is a song about "Getting him back"

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

She'd do anything now just to bring him back

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

You showed satan that he ain't a mayor getting him in his lair

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

At him that'll probably sting, he'll get back up and rave hate,

Getting me back, i got other options, plenty of fish in the sea/

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I don't have time to poke back that strange guy that thinks i know him,

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

So i can bring him back and hurt him twice

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Once him and i got back to class it was time for recess

N' i put him back in the box he was stored within

You just working with the scraps you was given