This is a song about "Getting you back"

Getting back to just spitting with all my motherfuckin might/

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Dream of going back ain't getting your classic cause these days i am feeling back in

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

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

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Until you go behind my back

Getting you sprung and merry

I’m tryna be low key

Signs of you getting smoked

And my regime includes east coast

Oh, when you talk, everybody’s getting bored/

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

For thinkin you would come back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad