This is a song about "To and fro"

I devastate detonate and elevate to

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Ain't even tryna hold back

And like to boast and brag

Why you call me back? don't lie

And i don't regard to why.

And look what rap's reduced to:

Streets is calling you

Where would i be without my dogs

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Leaving rappers disordered, that explains the toe you grow in your fro

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Shout out bobby on hundreds

And speak to suburban kids