This is a song about "I want you back no swearing"

I don't like you touching my things that's why i'm cursing and swearing

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

No, i need to go back, no i can't go back. i can't go back!

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Now that i've entered hell i don't want to go back

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

You don't want to push me too far i got no problems taking you out g

Everybody finger point in your direction

I want to go back to when eminem was slim

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

I don't want no fucking crown

I looked at him, told him sit down