This is a song about "I got shit got back up shot back in da hood is crazy niggaz not even lacking"

God mc oh my god you gotta see

They had my back everyday it got crazy

I got a laptop in my back pocket

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

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

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

I know you got my back in god we trust

But nah, he is quite different

Parkside productions growing up even got our own hood tearing

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making