This is a song about "I got your back"

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

That i talk back to your every word

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Now i got to go but i will be back,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

To your counterattack i just counter it back

I got to be your baby

Rose cases, we pop daily

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

We got no time for pussy ass rhymes, take your shit back an resite your lines,

So step back sacrap an resite your rap, come spitting back when ya got something decent not whack,

A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did itthere's no way i can pay you back

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

I got back up and since then i ain't been stumped!/