This is a song about "Now we gotta back up"

We gotta get back to what really matters

First i have potential, now i got them answers

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

I wake back up i cant find my car i gotta blues clues

Use to be sectioned off now we back and got the good seats

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Watching for the cops that's moving through

And we must do what we gotta do

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Keep getting pushed down, but we #slither back up.

Its the struggle we got gotta

Lucky seven probably poppa

We started this, we gotta finish it/

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit