This is a song about "People snaking behind your back"

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

"got better view than imax, fucking your behind"

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

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

But some people don't so let's get back

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

With a little bit of passion

Which is right out back behind my mansion

Talking shit behind my back will get you smacked

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I'm tired of people talking shit behind my back.

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

I can only imagine, uncle bob

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

My speed is infinite double that and your still behind