This is a song about "You got my back"

Burnin up my fever is back, that's how i got ill

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

I got a laptop in my back pocket

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

To bad dummy you ain't got skills to back it up with

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

I'm doing shit i never might of did

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Then play you all my latest shit

I got a laptop in my back pocket

No turning back now/ got my team on my back now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Got gats packed back in my backpack in my backseat,

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Or knowing that my homies got my back