This is a song about "Hitting it from the back"

They wanna jack me like some kind of crackfiendi wonder if he knows that my income

White from the spliff he's hitting, claiming it's helping him fore-fill his rhythm,

On "i'm back" from the mathers lp

Playbook like a oxford dictionary

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

The first rap from my back from the coffin series.

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Just remind yourself to shut your mouth and fuckin suck it from the back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Hitting the big spliffs while i'm spitting vicious

That scary love, never get married love