This is a song about "Go back to the lab tonight"

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

And before you go to sleep tonight

No, i need to go back, no i can't go back. i can't go back!

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

The spirit i had 'fore i go back to the same crap

Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers

"make a fool of me" upon uttering a threat in attempt to self defense

Blast to fast forward, i'm back in the lab zoning

Of opponents, witness what i'm showing

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Let's go back, to the track when we were fucking aborigines,

Back to lex luger, you are not a crip tonight,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride