This is a song about "I will get back at you"

I fry niggas come at me than you might get yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Never will i be, you look at me breathlessly yea.

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Bitch, i will throw you like a soccerball, not at all,

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

At this age you will see friends die as they lie to get by

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

If i don't get props for my rapping, #colons will launch the #fire #at you/

Try to jack and i will attack

You fags will never hold me back

Though, to get back at point you suck at rapping

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

You fags will never hold me back