This is a song about "Way back when"

I be gettin' money

When i look back at me

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Then from the front all the way back to the back of the back

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

When i arrive bitches screaming like jodie back

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Its crazy when the beat makes you feel this way

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

When you hit on ma man, you went the wrong way

I've got nothin' to worry about

When there's just no way out

I’m effervescent, just ask them

I remember way back when