This is a song about "Scratching"

Scratching i'm itching i'm afflicted

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Tossing and turning scratching i'm itching, the fuck was i thinking

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I got yals names on my dj's disc thats why i keep scratching

I prefer your applause without a handout

Scratching my back, let the words get out