This is a song about "Quarter backs"

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

Or slowly scissor cut you in to quarter portions to eat

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

So i went down south but i ended up north

Stabbing gall bladders in backs of bathroom stalls

With our backs against the wall, we're stacked up 'till we fall,

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

No take backs opposite of reposasetion,this will be my profession,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Snap-backs, battleaxe, life is great perhaps

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags