This is a song about "I got my homies holding my back"

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Or knowing that my homies got my back

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Get the zippo and spark the shit

#2 is this for real? my words aren't coming out, i'm holding back my tears,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Head hancho got my seat back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

But i ain't holding back even though it left my shoulders crushed,

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

But the thing i miss most is holding my pretty

I got crap attached to my back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad