This is a song about "I tackle"

I cannot explain, i cannot.

You see him as a god

I messed up i guess, i will admit

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

I know more yeah i adore

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

If lay-low thinks he can start shit, well i'll tackle him,

But like i said i tried, i

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

I dropped an elbow on the one tryed to tackle me down

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

I guess i fell too soon.

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon