This is a song about "Never goin back to no basic shit"

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

No, i need to go back, no i can't go back. i can't go back!

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Never goin back i aint ever lookin back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And to the fans, i'll never let you down again, i'm back

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Justins back and he aint leaving, shit happens but no more grieving

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Hip-hop is #goin' #south, it's just bringin' the country back,

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

No wonder she left you, said you do it so basic

Theres no way out, except goin down south, back to where you came about

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

I never regret any shit i say, i back it up