This is a song about "Wecome back"

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

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

Makin money back to back

Sneak up on attack

To push this faggots cork back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

My shoes black, slater back/

This is why her nigga mad

Tones of foreigners, hecklers looking back/

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

You got reason to brag

There is no going back

And a niggas want me back

When i was starving now it's payback

She was wet off the bat

Went back on the way back back