This is a song about "Not a come back"

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

It has been known, the crime rate's a mind state, come back alone,

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track nigguh gotta come back

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

48. and come back seeking,

Don't want to be the king

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

Can't wait to see your karma come back around i am not coming back

When i come back to kill them they better be a real good killer

I’m picking through the crowd tryna see a little clearer

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Vote on a rap and read the best come back

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Back to lex luger, you are not a crip tonight,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Come back to reality/ relatives begging's to start a family/