This is a song about "Mates turn there backs"

Breaking down niggas backs like a chiropractor

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

The brightest rap. i got plaques with gold backs

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

They got me goin' mad, i'm knockin' busters on they backs

I don't know why i'm even on this track

To their backs and attract the black on black

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I go hard like backs of beetles and hot as ignited diesel