This is a song about "Re"

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Wishing for a new re-dition have them regret

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Gotta re-route over this hump,

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

Hell naw you need to re-think that

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

While re-sealing your stitches

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Back to pedestrian, can't touch the hemp, to re-assess/

Gotta re-route over this hump,

She got me caught up in the moment