This is a song about "Mates turn there back to drugs"

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

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

Just fallin and i cant turn back

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

I'm wishing my victims back to life to replace myself there instead

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Looking back to those days, there could be so much more to be done

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Pay attention to what i'm about to say dont do drugs

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Back up there gambling they wait a few months to record again

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I wish it was still back then and the drugs never happened

Turn around im hit ya back

Can't win with a passive attack