This is a song about "Im back no bad words"

In other words it's over ain't no way you niggas coming back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Same rhymes with bad flow and no skills

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

Can't win with a passive attack

Im a just love you back

Welcome to organized crime

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Turn around im hit ya back

Bad child think im sweet until im pissing all on them

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again