This is a song about "Sittng back"

Back and forth, and then back again

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

Makin money back to back

Make the fingers snap

There is no going back

Top dropped down, black on black

Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Back to back we crack 'em back, platinum plaques stackin',

Try to jack and i will attack

For thinkin you would come back

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Can't win with a passive attack

Do nothing but smack you back