This is a song about "Track prac"

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

May just gon' bring hobo back

Just wait til the next track

As soon as ya heard that track

Where the black girls get their weaves back

''track star'' run real quick bitch like a track star

The things they say went a little too far

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

You got reason to brag

That's acid rap, we killed the track

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

Can't win with a passive attack

845 brick squad on the track/