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

And just in time your head is mine

Im back fo the first time

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Afterwards return him to the dirt where the worms shit

This is to my unborn child

In the back of my mind

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

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Fuck the d.a is my m.o, i aint dj unk but im walking em out

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about