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

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Said u don't want beef so am i wrong for responding back?

I don't really want no babies,

I'm why baby mamas leave

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

I know your sad & you want me to come back but i cant

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

In the club like fuck it, though

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

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

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I only want you, and no one else, even though you give me headaches,

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

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