This is a song about "Life has turned i am on the right track as tore on the track"

So listen to the words that i preach on this track

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

Burn like furnace urns, re-furnish on the track as a fern,

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

Fucking beasts on every track...

To get them niggas while they laid back

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Im still on track even if the runner trip.

Now that it's on the track i guess it sounds pretty sick

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Psychopathic acid rappers on the track, slash it slapstick,

I am the illest the mother fucker when i'm on the track,

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back