This is a song about "My back"

Everything ain't what it seems

Playing back my lesser feats

With young randy to pat my back

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Looking for cops behind my back

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

Until you go behind my back

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

I sit back in my rags

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

Or knowing that my homies got my back

Try to jack and i will attack