This is a song about "What comes around goes back around"

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

And when shit like what happened to amanda todd happens, we just sit around/

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

I've been around the globe just to be sent back home

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Can't wait to see your karma come back around i am not coming back

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Either sit back and get slapped around, or clap the pound

What goes around comes around

Can't decide, take em out

You're lumbering around,

Never wait when we out

Promise me you won't step out of line

Back to when he was around all of the time

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Not the other away around let's take this shit back!!!!!!