This is a song about "Gods got my back"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I got a laptop in my back pocket

I got crap attached to my back

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

They had my back everyday it got crazy

Or knowing that my homies got my back

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

And daddy's in the cadillac

Head hancho got my seat back

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Burnin up my fever is back, that's how i got ill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

No turning back now/ got my team on my back now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow