This is a song about "Rap back"

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

Go back, reading through your shit rap, you say you jumped the broom

And this rap meaning that i'm coming back.

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Vote on a rap and read the best come back

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

From poor to middle class and back again, i'm psycho to rap,

The first rap from my back from the coffin series.

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Vote on a rap and read the best come back

When i was starving now it's payback

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I'm taking it back to when rap was more then a circus

Not looking back at the fact that i quit rap

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that