This is a song about "Im back the return of dj harlem"

About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Afterwards return him to the dirt with the worms inside the pit

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Versus the nurses cause im insane and im back

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Now she return the favor, she sucking on my dick

Then from the front all the way back to the back of the back

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

I'm free as i return to the world of mankind