This is a song about "Jake smack my back"

Friends that stab in the back instead of slapping n' smack

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Back onto the track, these punks always would talk smack

Friends that stab in the back instead of slapping n' smack

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

My bars of wrath will smack you retarded fags

Smack you faggits backless n then run wanna stab you with my pen son

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

Truly they would torture you, smack ya back to pakistan,

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Spitting fire. a dragon like jake

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

I'm tired of them talking smack on my track.