This is a song about "Track us down"

I promise i'mma call you back

Just wait til the next track

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Up an down like a yoyo, yayo on the rise, we deny the high make us fly in the sky

I'm just trying to focus

Down any thoughts of us

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

I don't want it on my back

Like a racer in the track

Naked woman rub my back

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

You bullies want to split us down our bellies devouring our pain and suffering/

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

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