This is a song about "Getting him back"

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Politicians are getting back-hand bribes, sittin' on a damn beach,

Keep getting pushed down, but we #slither back up.

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

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

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion

So i can bring him back and hurt him twice

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

Back screaming attack a verbal monster getting piped

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

They pick on him and step on him

This boa, what's your motivation

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Flash forwards then back to him in seventy eight,

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

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade