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

Return to the source for the ultimate revel

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Lunatics the harlem globetrotters and there's no myths and the other guys got

Better leave it all behind

In the back of my mind

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

Then i burn on the return, popping bernie may schemes

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Im like a grown ass man without a plan slapping a bitch with the back of his

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

Instead of listening to a dj do it